posted on Oct, 4 2007 @ 05:23 PM
I'll never forget the day that he first introduced us to that .22 rifle. He called out very pleasantly to us, "Hey Doonie!" That was the nickname
he had given my sister. "Come down to the cabin, I have something to show you!"
Of course we were wary, even when he was pleasant, but we were scared not to go. Even though he only addressed Laura, I was her shadow. I went with
He was grinning from ear to ear. "Look what Mother bought me!" he boasted. He made a point of aiming the rifle at each of us, very menacingly as he
proudly showed us his new treasure. We were not impressed. For all that we knew about guns, it was just a newer version of his other BB gun.
"Now!" he says. "I want you two to strip naked and sing a song for me. I like that song, 'Sad Movies Always Makes Me Cry.' So do it now!" Laura
and I began to cry. "No!" we said, simultaneously. Laura always had a little more backbone than I, so she grabbed my hand and told him that we would
do no such thing, and that we were leaving. He aimed the gun.
We were not impressed. We continued heading for the door. He fired.