The Gunshot That Changed Me
I was eight years old, asleep in the top bunk of my bed, when I heard guys yelling outside my house. Then pop-pop-pop, and a bullet came smashing through my window landing in the wall just inches above my head.
I was eight years old, asleep in the top bunk of my bed, when I heard guys yelling outside my house. Then pop-pop-pop, and a bullet came smashing through my window landing in the wall just inches above my head.