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Personal Narrative: Semi-Automatic BB Guns

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As I held the semi-automatic BB gun slowly, looking passed the gargbe can I was hiding behind, that was letting off a disgusting smell; I aimed the gun at my target, my brother. He ran out of the way before I took the shot. ‘’Shoot’’ I said to myself. I was about to run after him, then I heard shots. Then I saw what he was running from, a group of his friends also with semi-automatic BB guns. I was going to make a break for it, but my brother was behind the trash can behind me. Suddenly, my brother got out of his hiding and started shooting at them, but he had to hide because he needed to reload. They were slowly approaching. Sweat was pouring down my forehead. My palms were sticky. They were slowly creeping closer. I had to think quickly!

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