The only people who have find something controversial about gun ownership have never shot a gun before.
Kristina
a resounding click. gun right by my temple. /closed eyes/ a soft whisper. a quiet plea. “shoot me” /wide eyes/ /soft.silent. click. shoots.fires.pierces.(mudersandkills).it’s over.”finally”.(hands tightly clutching) a gun in my hand.
aliznwonder
its not right that people have guns. its dangerouns and i believe it is the cause of lots of dath in the worlds i would like the guns to be destroyed. the second amendment states we have to right to carry a gun but it was in a time when it was different.
below
gun to her head its life or death. no time to decide, should she cry, or should she run and hide?
EllenElizabeth
guns are dangerous and make me weary of the fact that there’s too much evil in this world. I tink they should ber terminated and made illegal for all human beings to possess. If I could change anything about the history of mankind it would be to UNinvent the gun and invent some new, more benficial technology.
Justin
shoot bang ouch darn ooh boom poof capow mustang ak fire revolver pistol rifle shotgun airsoft paintball hunting terrorists airplanes fear gunpowder smoke ouch NO! safety protection
Jenny Barker
running on adrenaline alone, the 12 year old crack-head kid ducked around the corner
JTR
bang bang
it goes bang, bang, bang……
it’s so loud. i like the sound.
load it up. go to town.
mikeo
Guns. like welcome to the gun show? or squirt guns, paintball guns or fire arms? I’m not a fan of fire arms but thats just because i’ve seen alot of terrible movies that involve fire arms. its sad and i dont like it. but squirt guns im all for.
Shan
scared omg hot crazy melting life killer please don’t not again…i can’t even look at i
my family at the kitchen talbe
I am 4 years old
my mother tellms me to put it down
not a breath was taken they moved slowly I could have killed someone or myself my grandfather’s gun in the nitestand there was never a gun seen in the house again. never ever will I have a gun in my house. never
p
he shot it to my heart. didn’t matter if i had the vest or not, he had to prove that he was willing to do anything to pull through with the mission. i hope he knows that i suck at playing dead.
i lovehim.
Cowry Shells
Guns are the reason people are afraid to wa;k down streets. They put fear in teh heart of men,women and children. Guns no longer provide food,but provide a means of destroying life of a human.
sam
She opened our door and pointed a gun at us… and I made her put it away. Who the hell am I?
Elizabeth
I held up a gun, pointing it at the sky wondering why.
Had Alice come to haunt me once again? But the gun had no bullet.
I waited and waited, until sun came down and night came dawn. It was dark and cold dread had surrounded me.
But me.
I have yet to discover what is yet to come. But here, I shall await as the 60 second count continues to burn.
Melle
There was this terrifying surge in the pit of my stomach, as I stared down the barrel. His eyes looked into mine, he was truly as scared as I was in this moment. What was I supposed to do? Would he really kill me? He was only a kid himself, obviously deperearate for some way out.
Sydnie
he held the gun in his hand and pointed it at her. ready to shoot, ready to punish for all that she did to him. she just looked at him, with those pitying eyes, didn’t scream, didn’t ask for help, didn’t ask for forgiveness. she knew what kind of person he was, what heart he had.
but he put the gun down. and it’ll start again.
Tiffany
bang bang bang the power is incredible the responsibility awesome makes me feel better to have one makes me feel not so good if others do hypocritical i know
Debbie
I stared at the gun being held so flippantly in my hand, and for the first time in my life, I felt hate. Not dislike, or anger, but the pure darkness, the powerful surge of raw emotion that I could only begin to describe as hatred.
NeonChandelier
you pull the trigger
assuming something, that’s wrong
the gun blows everything away
killing what we had and
there’s no way to fix it
bang bang its gone there’s no more
alyssa
“gun” was all he could say as he reached out one last time for some form of assistance. Her face was expressionless and putrid, he hated her for what she had done to them. “Always loving. Never Forgotten” was all they wrote for his epitaph.
J.
There’s a gun in his hand. He doesn’t know what he’s doing. He stopped thinking clearly weeks ago. The tourment was getting to him. He places it in his coat pocket. steps on the bus.
Danielle
a weapon used as a word might be, to harm, to protect, or to put an end to something, perhaps even a new beginning, as in the case of those who believe it is the only method of getting past the misery they dwell in at the moment they use it. They can paint beautiful pictures in crimson, but also ugly pictures with broken hearts and misery. They are tools.
Carmen
flew into pieces of love and joy when the last war was won and the west was free from the lies of the radicalist nation of gorghad. the man who had lived in that house was and always had been a lie…. What would become of the little flowers now?
Clayton
You see this gun, he’s got a brother…and he lives right over here :)
clayton kinley
Held properly, even an inexperienced person can strike fear with a gun. Anything is possible, in a universe where space travel happens and families are killed daily. Anything is possible when you are desperate and in love.
The only people who have find something controversial about gun ownership have never shot a gun before.
a resounding click. gun right by my temple. /closed eyes/ a soft whisper. a quiet plea. “shoot me” /wide eyes/ /soft.silent. click. shoots.fires.pierces.(mudersandkills).it’s over.”finally”.(hands tightly clutching) a gun in my hand.
its not right that people have guns. its dangerouns and i believe it is the cause of lots of dath in the worlds i would like the guns to be destroyed. the second amendment states we have to right to carry a gun but it was in a time when it was different.
gun to her head its life or death. no time to decide, should she cry, or should she run and hide?
guns are dangerous and make me weary of the fact that there’s too much evil in this world. I tink they should ber terminated and made illegal for all human beings to possess. If I could change anything about the history of mankind it would be to UNinvent the gun and invent some new, more benficial technology.
shoot bang ouch darn ooh boom poof capow mustang ak fire revolver pistol rifle shotgun airsoft paintball hunting terrorists airplanes fear gunpowder smoke ouch NO! safety protection
running on adrenaline alone, the 12 year old crack-head kid ducked around the corner
bang bang
it goes bang, bang, bang……
it’s so loud. i like the sound.
load it up. go to town.
Guns. like welcome to the gun show? or squirt guns, paintball guns or fire arms? I’m not a fan of fire arms but thats just because i’ve seen alot of terrible movies that involve fire arms. its sad and i dont like it. but squirt guns im all for.
scared omg hot crazy melting life killer please don’t not again…i can’t even look at i
my family at the kitchen talbe
I am 4 years old
my mother tellms me to put it down
not a breath was taken they moved slowly I could have killed someone or myself my grandfather’s gun in the nitestand there was never a gun seen in the house again. never ever will I have a gun in my house. never
he shot it to my heart. didn’t matter if i had the vest or not, he had to prove that he was willing to do anything to pull through with the mission. i hope he knows that i suck at playing dead.
i lovehim.
Guns are the reason people are afraid to wa;k down streets. They put fear in teh heart of men,women and children. Guns no longer provide food,but provide a means of destroying life of a human.
She opened our door and pointed a gun at us… and I made her put it away. Who the hell am I?
I held up a gun, pointing it at the sky wondering why.
Had Alice come to haunt me once again? But the gun had no bullet.
I waited and waited, until sun came down and night came dawn. It was dark and cold dread had surrounded me.
But me.
I have yet to discover what is yet to come. But here, I shall await as the 60 second count continues to burn.
There was this terrifying surge in the pit of my stomach, as I stared down the barrel. His eyes looked into mine, he was truly as scared as I was in this moment. What was I supposed to do? Would he really kill me? He was only a kid himself, obviously deperearate for some way out.
he held the gun in his hand and pointed it at her. ready to shoot, ready to punish for all that she did to him. she just looked at him, with those pitying eyes, didn’t scream, didn’t ask for help, didn’t ask for forgiveness. she knew what kind of person he was, what heart he had.
but he put the gun down. and it’ll start again.
bang bang bang the power is incredible the responsibility awesome makes me feel better to have one makes me feel not so good if others do hypocritical i know
I stared at the gun being held so flippantly in my hand, and for the first time in my life, I felt hate. Not dislike, or anger, but the pure darkness, the powerful surge of raw emotion that I could only begin to describe as hatred.
you pull the trigger
assuming something, that’s wrong
the gun blows everything away
killing what we had and
there’s no way to fix it
bang bang its gone there’s no more
“gun” was all he could say as he reached out one last time for some form of assistance. Her face was expressionless and putrid, he hated her for what she had done to them. “Always loving. Never Forgotten” was all they wrote for his epitaph.
There’s a gun in his hand. He doesn’t know what he’s doing. He stopped thinking clearly weeks ago. The tourment was getting to him. He places it in his coat pocket. steps on the bus.
a weapon used as a word might be, to harm, to protect, or to put an end to something, perhaps even a new beginning, as in the case of those who believe it is the only method of getting past the misery they dwell in at the moment they use it. They can paint beautiful pictures in crimson, but also ugly pictures with broken hearts and misery. They are tools.
flew into pieces of love and joy when the last war was won and the west was free from the lies of the radicalist nation of gorghad. the man who had lived in that house was and always had been a lie…. What would become of the little flowers now?
You see this gun, he’s got a brother…and he lives right over here :)
Held properly, even an inexperienced person can strike fear with a gun. Anything is possible, in a universe where space travel happens and families are killed daily. Anything is possible when you are desperate and in love.