David - When I Was Shot By a BB Gun
Last summer I got shot by a bb gun. I was ten years old and lived on Eva Ct. Manteca, CA. I went outside and started to play on my very leafy tree. There was another kid outside. His name was Diego. Diego was eight years old. He was known for TP’ing houses and picking on other kids.
Diego asked me if I would like to play with him at his front yard. I said, “Yes.” When I was almost there, I saw he had a BB gun. I thought he was not going to shoot me but I was wrong! He shot me like eight times but only hit me four times. I think he thought I was a good target while he practiced shooting. One BB hit me on the mouth. Two others hit me on the back. The other one hit me on the leg. He started to laugh at me. He thought it was funny. Then he said, “You better run.”
I didn’t think the BB’s would hurt but they did hurt. They felt like a knife stabbing me. I told my mom. She asked “What happen?” I told her, “I got shot by a bb gun!” She told me I couldn’t go outside so I stayed inside and started to play my Wii. I played Super Mario Galaxy 2. Diego stayed at his house like nothing had happened.
I was sad that Diego shot me. I thought we were only playing. I felt safe staying inside and playing Super Mario. I never tried to play with Diego again.