Everyday I’m left alone; sometimes my parents leave for a week. I get home and do my homework, while listening to music.  (Of course it’s Asking Alexandria). One day I got home and everything was thrown all over the place, I thought someone is in the house so I went to my parents’ bedroom and grab the gun (colt). And I carefully walk through the house, safety off and ready to shoot. I started hearing noises at the other end of the house. I took a deep breath held the gun up and went towards the noise. As I walked toward there all of a sudden a felt a rage of anger going through me, I can feel my eyes burn and my heart race. As I turned the corner into my bedroom I saw two guys. They turned around and held up their hands.

“Get out before I pull the trigger.”

“You’re just a girl, you won’t shoot us!”

I shrugged my shoulders “okay” and shot one of them in the leg.

“Believe my now?”
The other guy attacked me and took the gun from me. He put his arms around me and I strike down and hit his “area” and he fell down. I then turned and kicked him in the chest, and ran for the gun. I grab the gun and pointed towards him

“I SAID TO GET OUT”

He got up slowly and they left half running to their vehicle. I sat the gun down and started fixing everything before my parents got home and told them what happen.