Shooting report
December 6, 2015: I was screwing around
with 4 of my friends (18-years-old), when one of the guys shot me in
the face with the .22 caliber rifle he was playing with. You know,
guns being fun toys to play with and all. Hope I make it through all
the surgeries, and shit.
December 5, 2015: So I went to this gun
show with my buddy, and – you know how safe these gun shows are –
nobody EVER gets shot at a gun show. That's what they say. So anyway,
I bought this semi-automatic pistol and was screwing with it – you
know- playing with the mechanism and all, when the gun goes off. The
bullet passes all the way through my friend's body – luckily it
looks like he'll live. Man, I'll bet that hurt like a mother. Still,
better him than me, right?
December 7, 2015: So, hanging with my
friends at my aunt's house (we're all teenagers). She was good to let
us hang there. One of the guys pulls out a gun and shoots me dead, in
the head. He said it was an accident, but what the hell was he doing
with a gun? People are asking lots of questions, but I can't hear
them.
December 5, 2015: So my daughter (12)
and her little friends like to play around the abandoned houses in
our neighborhood. T'other day they found a gun and – here the story
gets a little cloudy – my daughter either dropped the gun – or
fired the gun while carrying it to the nearest adult. She shot a
7-year-old boy in the group. Now he'll be okay, but still, kids and
guns don't mix and there's too many guns just lying around for the
taking.
December 5, 2015: So, I'm in the
hospital and my 7-year-old daughter is dead, shot at a soccer field,
because some guy with severe mental issues was able to get his hands
on a gun. Someone, please, explain to me why he needed a gun. He can't
because he shot himself as well.
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