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i once had a bb gun it was really cool because it could shoot way far like, to the moon probably. i showed it to my friend thomas. he thought it was cool too and then we decided to go look for things to shoot. we shot at some cans and some pinecones and then we drew a bullseye on a piece of wood. that was fun for a little bit. then i had to go home. on my way back i saw some pigeons sitting on a telephone wire i don't know what i thought. maybe i was thinking "what's one less pigeon?" i don't know. i fired one shot and wings were alive with fright they clapped like thunder in my ears as the bird tried to fly away it started to fall from the wire i think maybe that this was the longest moment in my life. the wings which had served that small creature so well were useless now i could have sworn it looked at me i don't know why pigeon. i'm so sorry.
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Apr 10, 2010
Apr 10, 2010 at 1:06 AM UTC
it looked right at me
i once had a bb gun it was really cool because it could shoot way far like, to the moon probably. i showed it to my friend thomas. he thought it was cool too and then we decided to go look for things to shoot. we shot at some cans and some pinecones and then we drew a bullseye on a piece of wood. that was fun for a little bit. then i had to go home. on my way back i saw some pigeons sitting on a telephone wire i don't know what i thought. maybe i was thinking "what's one less pigeon?" i don't know. i fired one shot and wings were alive with fright they clapped like thunder in my ears as the bird tried to fly away it started to fall from the wire i think maybe that this was the longest moment in my life. the wings which had served that small creature so well were useless now i could have sworn it looked at me i don't know why pigeon. i'm so sorry.
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Apr 10, 2010
Apr 10, 2010 at 1:06 AM UTC
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