TheWaterDogs
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- Dec 16, 2010
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We were in a barn out in southern America. Me and my bestfriend were there and also some of my family and friends, *one of my friends were playing a concert that was really funny but all the southerners didn't like it.
The next day me and my bestfriend went into the hall and started playing basket ball like we always do, I noticed there was a slug gun in the room so I stArted to play with it . As soon as I picked it up I saw a guy named Burris ewell (I'm not sure if that name means anything) pull out his revolver and aim it at me. My best friend saw this and ran in front to save my life , he died and I remember feeling very sad . Then everyone started shooting everyone else and everyone blamed it all on me . They wouldn't let me go and get my bestfriends body so I was sad. The next day I awoke to find that there were many people on the field so I went out and joined them. I managed to convince them that Burris ewell was mad and that he needed to be stopped so we all waited around the side of the gym for him to come . I sat there with a shotgun and somehow my little brother was next to me . When Burris ewell came he was approached by me and these other men I was with. Somehow he said something about their shirts being pink or whatever and they all started going crazy (I have a major fear of society collapsing) . I knew it was up too me to kill him so I shot my shotgun but the buckshot went no where. He just stared at me and laughed , I then noticed my brother had a rifle so I grabbed his and tried shooting it at him. There were no bullets in the gun and Burris ewell sat there and fired four shots in me. I could hear my younger brother laughing and saying hendidnt put any in the gun. I remember waking up later on in the day with all the townspeople above me I asked them for help and that I was dying and they just replied that the shoPs weren't open. My best friend stood above me and stared . He asked why didn't isave him and then killed me.
The next day me and my bestfriend went into the hall and started playing basket ball like we always do, I noticed there was a slug gun in the room so I stArted to play with it . As soon as I picked it up I saw a guy named Burris ewell (I'm not sure if that name means anything) pull out his revolver and aim it at me. My best friend saw this and ran in front to save my life , he died and I remember feeling very sad . Then everyone started shooting everyone else and everyone blamed it all on me . They wouldn't let me go and get my bestfriends body so I was sad. The next day I awoke to find that there were many people on the field so I went out and joined them. I managed to convince them that Burris ewell was mad and that he needed to be stopped so we all waited around the side of the gym for him to come . I sat there with a shotgun and somehow my little brother was next to me . When Burris ewell came he was approached by me and these other men I was with. Somehow he said something about their shirts being pink or whatever and they all started going crazy (I have a major fear of society collapsing) . I knew it was up too me to kill him so I shot my shotgun but the buckshot went no where. He just stared at me and laughed , I then noticed my brother had a rifle so I grabbed his and tried shooting it at him. There were no bullets in the gun and Burris ewell sat there and fired four shots in me. I could hear my younger brother laughing and saying hendidnt put any in the gun. I remember waking up later on in the day with all the townspeople above me I asked them for help and that I was dying and they just replied that the shoPs weren't open. My best friend stood above me and stared . He asked why didn't isave him and then killed me.