Last month Ryan and I went to a shooting range. This was my first time at a shooting range. When we walked into the range I couldn't stop jumping. Every time a gun was fired I got so scared I would jump. Needless to say I was not going to be the first one to shoot. I had to get use to all of the sounds before I held a gun in my hand. When it was finally my turn, I kicked some trash. Ryan wanted me to shoot Gloria's gun (.38 Special) which he said was a gun a lot of women carry in their purse but I told Ryan I wanted to see him shoot it first so I could see how much it kicked. After seeing him shoot it I said, "screw that, give me the 22." I did some serious damage with that .22. When we got home I showed my parents our targets and they thought my targets were Ryan's because they were so good.
So when the time comes that zombies and aliens take over the world, you can all come to my house and I'll protect you.
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