The Day I Shot: A Personal Narrative Of My Life

Anyone who values the lives of other humans so little that he or she is willing and make the decision to kill, is the true scum of the Earth. They deserve no fame and no recognition for what they did. Now putting their faces on the news does have it benefits too, letting everyone know that there will be punishment, and his or her face can be a target at the gun range. So both sides have some good points, but I believe Sheriff John Hanlin is right when he didn’t put the name and face up of the Oregon shooter, he believes that keeping the identity hidden will help cut down on his or her glorification. Instead we should promote heroes and put them in the newspapers. The Oregon shooting saw one such example when army veteran, Chris Mintz, charged the shooter and was shoot seven times

Went shooting for the first time today and I must say I am hooked!!! Shot both the AR-15 (and no AR does not stand for Automatic Rifle...) as well as the Glock 19. Of the two my favorite was the AR-15. Of course had to go in repping YAL and all the work they do to maintain our freedoms and liberties. God bless the 2nd

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

A well regulated Militia, being necessary to the security of a free state, the right of the people to keep and bear arms, shall not be infringed.

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.

I met some girl and she was telling me about how she wanted to protect her family but she couldn't shoot the gun.She couldn’t keep her family from being murdered because the thought of killing was too much for her. She handed me the .45 magnum she had and said, "if you can shoot that gun without having second thoughts, you can have it." Having strong morals about killing someone to prevent more lives from being lost, I accepted her challenge. I made my way down the stairs and passed where my family was. As I passed by, they looked at me in confusion because I had a gun. I made me way to the testing booth to fire the six shots I had. The targets were wanted posters that had mugshot photos. A vision appeared. A vision of then when each convicted killer was a child rather than

I gave Jessie a quick lecture on how to use his gun, I'm still concerned that he might shoot me with it, on accident. We were going to get gas for the stove for some proper food because we have been living off junk for the past week. We went down the stairs me leading with my Glock out in front and the others with their torches behind me. We decided to walk to save the fuel that we already had in case we had to make a quick exit. We walked 3 to 4 blocks without seeing a chaser at all, which is pretty surprising. As we approached the fire station there was a man about 20 metres away. I yelled, “Stop! Stop!“, but the man didn't seem to notice anything. As we approached, he started coming slowly towards us. I yelled, “Stop!”, again and again,

It was that one kill that changed my life. Watching my cousin play the game that I now love gave me the motivation to play. I’ve always dreamed of playing volleyball like she did. Doing so many camps, training and playing club has built be into the player that I am today. Without that, I don’t know where I would be today. I’ve had so many great opportunities this year playing volleyball.

My father has been taking my brother and I hunting since we were very tiny. My family owns a cabin down in Beardstown, Illinois, where we have a lot of hunting ground and it’s also a place we can all hang out and ride fourwheelers at. Usually, when we are down there, my Grandfather and the rest of our friends and family are also there too, so we always have a lot of fun times when we are with them.

My boss was right sunday was the perfect day for murder, this weekend was very odd for me, and it all started when my boss Bob and I were conversating about a problem i was having with a few people number one on that list Makayla H. She was quite the troublemaker in my life from stalking to sending me weird gifts. Person number two Michael E. now this guy he personally killed my best friend in front of me so yea i want him dead. Person number three Garrett W. this guy stalked my brother for three weeks, suddenly my brother went missing and no one knew where Garrett was either. Person number four well that is Colby A. this guy he is the worst of them all he is the reason i have a fake leg he tried to shoot me while i was running for team USA in the olympics. My partner in crime was number five i wanted him to see what happen to the others before i killed him cause his death is the worst and he was the worst he gave my dog a poisonous kibble. Number five was Zackery B.

Sitting on the sofa watching old reruns with dad and Karen , were interrupted with a breaking news bulletin . It was about a murder discovered in our town , I was began to tighten Karens hand while holding it. She let go , giving me that look of don't even at me , stared back at the TV watching Trever coming on. “ We have some details relating to the murders , were suspecting a female very young , possible male .” Good evening everyone , please be warned the following details are explicit and graphic .” “The suspects have been draining the blood from virgin females from the scene , we believe they are bathing in it at there disclosed location .” “ Were calling it a copycat murder based on the 1500s serial killer , Elizabeth Bathory.” “ Be

This week has been fairly simple, yet exciting. The murder case we've been working so hard to get organized and ready for court continued on Tuesday. Last I remember, the case left off right before closing statements. Closing statements continued on Tuesday then leaving the decision up to the jury. Closing statements arent so interesting as they are on TV. They're usually very long and boring in my personal opinion. It is up to the attorney to keep the jury interested enough in their closing statement. Attorney Hamlin did was wonderful job with his closing statement; meanwhile, the states closing made me want to take a nap. The jury still did not make a decision so the trial continued until Wednesday. I am eager to know whether our client was

right now, then my grandma started to cry. We pulled up to my auntie Robbie’s house and it was July so her big willow tree was in full bloom and her yard looked so pretty, but it was overshadowed by the crowd of people crying. My mom just pulled me and my brother into a hug. Eventually she loosened her grip, looked us in the eyes and told us that Cody had passed away. Cody J. Martin passed away at the young age of twenty-eight due to a heart aneurysm. The newspaper clipping is still on the fridge beside a picture of him smiling in a pluto hat in Disneyland. The first few days I didn't say a word to a single person, I went utterly blank. Then all I felt was anger. After he passed I was angry, angry at myself, angry at the doctors, angry at the world. I needed someone to blame and I took it out on my family. I became even worse, lashing out at people that just wanted to help, shrinking back from their love, even though they were all going through the same feelings. Eventually, all I did was cry. I cried thinking I would never stop but eventually there were just no more tears to cry. Then came my saving grace, Kallie Michelle Crossland.

Hands down for me it would have to be easier to write about an event which is violent, life-threatening, or highly active. In my experiences I am able to remember the tiniest details of events that were more intense, than ones that weren't. If an event causes me strong emotions its embedded within my memory. All five of my children's births were emotional but the third one was the one that I will remember the most. She was in distress and the cord was wrapped around her neck and six weeks early. The doctors were in a rush to delivery her, the fear of losing her, emotions within the room and them rushing her to NICU without being able to hold her. I remember the smells, lights, color of the room, and the fear. I don't remember all of those

‘Twas the night of All Hallows Eve,I headed out the door of my room,my friends waiting for me in the living room,my Dad was talking with my two guy friends Josh and Archi while my best friend Ashlyn sat in the corner eager to go .My Dad told my guy friends about his years in Football,and how he use to play,I was able to finally gathered my friends and headed out.