Well, Christmas came and I got a gun. It was small and black - just like in the movies. BUT IT WAS AN AIRSOFT GUN!
I was mocked.
Fast forward to last April - 4 months after I was mocked with an airsoft gun. I was driving on I-15 up to school and passed the new apartment complex I was about to move into when I suddenly spotted a building with a huge sign on it that said "INDOOR SHOOTING RANGE". I cannot even begin to tell you how excited I got. I think I called everyone I knew to tell them the news that I was going to live practically on the same block as an indoor shooting range. Dream. Come. True. It was like another "sign" that Orem was where I was supposed to move. It confirmed my decision.
Last weekend, I finally went shooting. And, I think it was the most magical night of my life. If not the most, at least in the top 3. I shot 3 different handguns (I now know that they are called handguns and not small black guns.) I might also add the fact that I rocked it. As in, 95% of my shots were in the target range - the bigger circle on the head that has the smaller circle within it. My fellow shooters were impressed. BOOM!
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| I'm imagining that I looked this cool. But I don't know. I'm just imagining. |
My heart had never been so full of joy. Ever in my life. I felt like I could conquer the world after that night.
I'm totally asking for a handgun this year for Christmas. Again.
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