Charles Andrew Williams - Santana High School

Santana High School

Williams attended Santana High School in Santee, where he was bullied by fellow students. He began to spend time with a crowd of skateboarders. Williams was accepted within this peer group; however, at times these individuals also bullied him.

Weeks before the shooting, Williams attempted to speak with a school counselor, but was told to go back to class because the office was full. The Friday before the shooting, his drama teacher humiliated him in front of the class. Williams spoke on two occasions of his plan to "pull a Columbine" at Santana High School, but no reports were ever made of these threats to the school. He also made plans to get on top of the schools roof so that he could hit people more easily. The friends he informed were asked to leave the school. The first occasion was a week before the shooting, the second during the weekend prior to March 5.

He took his father's Arminius .22 caliber long-barreled revolver from the locked gun cabinet in their apartment. After his arrest, he told investigators that he was "tired of being bullied." On the way to juvenile hall, Williams said that he did it because he was dared to by his friends.

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