Bb Gun Narrative

We were in the streets of the neighborhood, Ann Elizabeth to be exact. We had just began to play a game of baseball with my brothers new metal bat. Mom had already left for work and my dad was getting ready to leave as well. He was running sort of late. My brother and I were about to start the game, we check around us to make sure no one was near us to play a safe game. We saw our little sister and brother at the front doors neighbor's house playing with their daughter last time we checked. As my brother threw the baseball, I was getting ready to swing then bam! Before I knew it the bat had already crashed into my little brother's head. Let me remind you that this was a metal bat. A metal bat had ran cross my little brother's head. I was so terrified. My little brother was only 4 at that time. I did not know what to do. I held him in my arms. He was still conscious. I was holding my hand over his open wound. He bled a lot. My other brother had ran to let my dad know. My dad came rushing outside,

‘Tells you he is going to put that bullet in your head. Any decent man should turn, fight, take that man down. You do not ‘'do no harm'', you make sure you are the toughest. He never did. ‘

In today’s society, children having BB-guns may lead to more violence. These products can increase your child’s comfort around guns. They can even create certain satisfaction when shooting their target successfully.

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