Personal Story Of A Gun-Personal Narrative

I have lived in only one location my entire life: Edwardsville, Illinois. A peripheral suburb of St. Louis, it stands as the rare oasis of people in a desert of corn, pinned in its own personal bubble. Due to this blend of time and isolation, I developed a natural familiarity with my hometown. But, throughout my childhood, I longed to break free from the confines of the bubble and venture outward. However, this changed last summer, as I walked through Richards Brickyard, our family heirloom, that my great-grandfather, Benjamin Richards, founded over 120 years ago. I felt these childlike sentiments slip away. The bubble that had surrounded me for so long began to vanish, and the picture that it had been obscuring was slowly revealed.

y name is Jaber my father name is Robert Kochtebene and my mother name is Kamila Baydem,I was born in all saints hospital in Los Angels my father worked as a Doctor ,my mother was murdered when i was 5 years old in a bank robbery,she worked as a security guard in the bank ,6 years after my mom was murdered my dad quited his job When i growed up a bit my dad decided to take me to a tech store so he can buy for me the new smart phone i was really exited about it,this phone is famous and has a lot of new tool and stuff, tomorrow I wok up earlier and went to my mother security equipement room where she keeps her security guard badge and gun,i found a big book about the Law Enforcement Officers i started reading it, i was really curious i started digging in this book until i found that my mom started making this file about this gang ''Rollin 60 Crips''my mom had some serious evidence about this gang that robbed alot of banks in the city,i found that the leader of this gang Marcus King is the one who enjoys killing security guards that started having suspicious toughts about the robberies,i started crying knowing that my mom got murdered just for amusing a gang member i kept this file under my bed, it's time for to do my own investegation i tought in my head ''what could possibly happens to me ?''

One friday afternoon I had a friend Anna come over to my house to stay the night. Me and Anna and also my mom were all watching movies and eating pizza. Well my family is full of boy’s so we like to have nerf gun wars.

When my mom told me to pack some clothes I asked her why she told me because we aren't we are going to Wisconsin to be with your family and ice cream with my brother when she told us it will happen in my room and she told us I was reading a book when it started my mom came in you don't me pack some clothes in your back she told me why where are we going mom I told her my mom told me to tell my brother Alex to come inside my room and said Wisconsin and said we're going to Wisconsin to see your dad's family oh yeah going to see my baby cousins next thing that happened we were in the gas station putting gas on the car and getting some chips and sandwiches then we were on the road and we were in Arkansas City my dad told us we were asleep during

“We’ll take you to see doctor Bleeden (Pronounced BLEEDING. WTF?) on Tuesday. He’s closed Monday for the holiday.”

My number one and dominate passion is deer hunting with a bow. If I could turn this into a business venture of mine, I would enjoy every single day at work and not take any days off. I think it would be an amazing idea because first off, I love to hunt. Therefore I would be doing something I love every day through hunting season and prepare throughout the spring and summer months to be ready when the first day of the season rolls around. Second, I would be traveling, learning new things and meeting new people along the way, as well as teaching others the tricks and the trades that I have used along the way. The steps I would take to start this business would be very tough but it would be accomplish able with dedication and hard work. The first

It was a dark and cold night during the middle of the war. I set up my sniper to get ready for the next battle. We got here early to get the upper hand on our opponents. We have to win this war. I went to the nearest rooftop that looked like it provided good coverage. I loaded my gun and did the one thing i could, I waited.

I would like to go paintballing before i get old because, once i get old, I won’t be able to shoot a Paintball gun accurately or or hold it. also if I get hit by a paintball it's going to even hurt more than the kid's perspective. I want to do this because I want to feel how painful it's going to be getting hit by 1 and just for the fun of it. I would really like to go with my cousin and my friend because if I play with myself it would be no fun.We all need something to shoot at right? Heheh.

A little scrawny, a little too giggly, and a whole bunch of Airsoft wars. That’s me by the way, if you didn’t know; at least who I use to be back in the day.

Remember the days of childhood where you knew SO little about the world that nearly every day you would learn something that you now take for granted? Something that was significant? Take for instance, the first time you got caught cheating, or the first time that asking for help returned a reward, or the first time you got no reward for doing something right?I remember the first time I found out I could get something from one parent, even if the other said no. This is something most kids come across at one point or another, and more often than not, the biggest lesson learned is that they can’t get away with this. I am no ordinary kid though, now am I? One day I saw an ad on the television for a new Nerf gun; and I had to have it. I had had all of them at one point or another, I couldn’t get enough. Throughout most of my elementary and maybe even early middle school life, I was obsessed with Nerf guns. I did so much more than just play with them. I modified them, sold them, painted them, etc. So when the Longshot Super Sniper 2.0 (or whatever spiffy name some marketing group thought would appeal to 10-year-olds) was announced, I wasn’t long to run into the parlor where my dad was reading and ask for it. He said no, I could

The long June twilight faded into night. Dublin lay developed in darkness, but for the dim light of the moon that shone through fleecy clouds, casting a pale light as of approaching dawn over the streets and the dark waters of the Liffey. Around the beleaguered Four Courts the heavy guns roared. Here and there through the city, machine guns and rifles broke the silence of the night, spasmodically, like dogs barking on lone farms. Republicans and Free Staters were waging civil war.

Trying to open my door to my house to get inside while a mysterious white van approches up in front one that i have never seen around or could remember. The people in the van ask my uncle “aye where you from?” and he replies with “i am from nowhere i don't gang b..a..n..g”. My neighbor sees what is happening outside but is hiding behind his door just looking what happens next.Then comes out running and has a ak-47 on him lock and loaded ready to shoot. The next thing I know he starts to shoot at the van while my uncle and I duck for cover behind the wall. I was so scared and wanted to scream and let my emotions out but for some reason I couldn't and just saw all the bullets come out one by one.This felt like it could take hours and I also saw that he had another magazine in his sweater and thought to myself when will this end and how? I'm breathing so quick exhaling and inhaling thinking I could pass out any minute if I keep this up but quickly found out this is the only thing that is keeping me calm. The guys in the white van run out of bullets to shoot and took off making the loudest noise with the wheels burnin

That was a lot of money, and I didnt want to let Tony down so I got in the car and started to drive. As I drove the road was empty. I had confidence I was not going o get caught. It was a slightly wormer day out witch might have been because the sun was out. I had the windows down and was blaring music just trying to enjoy life when a cop pulls out behind me.

The clock had just strck midnight then I had seen some one out side my window. Then I went to look at what is was and there was a man acting strange then a man was Chasing him down the street flaying his arms at the strange man as soon as I relies that I need to call the police the phones where down and the power then I put my shoes on to. Go down to the police staion to see why to power and phones where down. When I got down to the street was wet far way I had seen more people flaying ther arms running at me so I ran back to my apprment and grabed my taco gun. When I got back down to the door thay were at my door step so I whent to my window to shoot my tacos at them one of them saw behind me and schrchd me I shot a

at 10:00. So I followed my nose into the kitchen where my mom had a whole buffet set up. She