The Day I Shot: A Personal Narrative Of My Life

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

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

AHHHHHH!!!!! His died, oh wait.....Hey I'm Miss. White, Boddy's housecleaner, And I'm going to tell you who murder Boddy on the night of Friday the 13th .Well first of all, I am from a small town in Canada. Also, I'm married to a retired body builder. I'm 37 years old and I have two kids one 18 and one 11.I have known Boddy for about 10-11 years. Also I work for Boddy almost every day.

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.

When I got shot as kid it had sparked to many physical and mental emotions to my body but the pain was unbearable.

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

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.

It has been about six years since I last saw my cousin, who will remain anonymous, and unfortunately, the last time I saw him, it was through a thick sheet of bulletproof glass, talking over a telephone, in the county jail where he was being held during sentencing. I regret to say that this was not the first time I had seen him “behind bars”. As a matter of fact, I cannot even remember the last time I saw him when he was not wearing an orange jumpsuit. I know that when I was young, I always got picked on in school and he was the only person who stood up for me. He protected me and loved me the way only your favorite

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,

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

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.

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.

‘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.

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