walking up to the local walmart where i live. about 6 miles from where i lived. boutta buy me some drinks. gunshots go off and i start to look around shocked. basically i got caught in the cross fire and i got hit in the right part of my chest. i feel down. ofc screaming like crazy and passing out waking up in a hospital
ok so one time when i was 9 me and my dad went camping. hell yeah! camping. i loved it. so basically first day ofc we set up camp in a good spot. went to the nearby lake swam for a bit. good ol camp stuff. 2nd day my dad ofc scared me with a story about a 4000 pound man eating bear and how we were going to hunt it. we go hunting for it one night and some idiot actually set up bear traps and stuff. after a bit of walking uh...i stepped into a bear trap and uh...oh god..