You had a hundred billion chances and ways to have avoided today

But you decided to spill my blood. You forced me into a corner and gave me only one option. The decision was yours. Now you have blood on your hands that will never wash off.

No. You decided to spill your blood and that of others.

No. Perhaps you were pushed into a corner. But you chose the option you liked best.

No. The decision was yours, not ours.

Yes. You have blood on your hands that will never wash off.

And yes,  you had a hundred billion chances and ways to have avoided that day, Cho Seung-hui.

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