Aaron went camping with his step dad Bud. He was about the same age as he was when he shot that glass door. The family set up camp. Aaron's sister and brother Heidi and Zac had a BB gun. (You don't say?!) And once again, Aaron wanted to shoot some stuff.
This will be a short, sad story.
Aaron was sauntering through the woods, minding his own business when he saw a cute little squirrel. Now this guy was so adorable. He was a little fluffy brownie with a long poofy tail. Nibbling on a nut.
And Aaron wanted to shoot it.
Not that he wanted to cause it harm or anything. He was just curious. (Curiosity killed the cat, right?) No. In this case, curiosity killed the squirrel. Aaron took the shot and hit that furry little animal right in the eye.
Aaron could not describe the guilt or sadness he felt when it started bleeding. Completely scarred, Aaron rapidly decided that since he had shot the glass door and now a squirrel, he'd never fool around with those BB guns--or any guns, for that matter--ever again in his entire life.
Time Spent: 12 mins
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