reply to post by Freq Of Nature
In 1993 I was walking home after work which was about 3/4 of a mile to the house. I turned a corner and there were 2 guys there, one was up against
the wall and the other one was in front of him and they were arguing and then the guy on the outside started punching the guy against the wall in the
stomach about 5-6 times. the guy getting "hit" started screaming and slid down the wall. The attacker saw me standing there and asked "what the
F--ck are you looking at?" The other guy was laying there crying
I froze up and didn't say anything and he asked "you want some too bitch?" and when he turned towards me and I saw he was holding a knife. It hit me
what just happened and that the guy hadn't got punched but stabbed multiple times.
The attacker started walking towards me calling me a bunch of names I cant type on here and threatening to kill me. I finally snapped out of my daze
when I realized what I had walked into.
I put my hand inside my jacket and on the grip of my pistol ( I have had a concealed carry permit since 1991)
He was about 50' away from me and asked "what the Fu--k you gonna do?" and I pulled my pistol out of the holster and held it down pointed at the
ground. He notified me that he was going to "cut my Fu--king heart out!"
He started walking towards me slowly and threatening to kill me and I pointed the gun at him and told him I didn't want any trouble with him and that
he should just leave.
He said "the F---K I will" and he ran towards me and I fired. When he darted at me so quickly I just pointed and fired at his center of mass but in
the panic I actually hit him in the left shoulder. He got crazy then and screamed and rushed towards me and I fired twice hitting him in the chest
and he fell down and just kept saying
"You fu--cking shot me, call 911".
I called 911 and reported the shooting. Multiple police showed up with an ambulance and a fire truck and took my weapon and handcuffed me for about an
hour and then I was released once everything was sorted out.
The guy died on the way to the hospital. The shooting was ruled self-defense and after about 3 months I received my pistol back.
The guy had 6 felony warrants and the police had been looking for him for a few months and had been in and out of juvenile & jail since he was 14.
The point is: Sometimes you find yourself in situations very quickly where your life is threatened and there is no way out. I know I couldn't have
out run the guy as he was half my age. I did what I believed I had to.
I really could care less if he was a product of society, the economy, his mommy didn't love him enough or he had an alcoholic father. Everyone has
choices and he made his and what sucks is, he made mine for me also
Not a week goes by when I don't dream about that night and relive the whole thing. If people think that it's easy to shoot / kill someone their dead
wrong. Even though the guy was a crack head and a serious scum bag I still feel bad about taking a life. I still think about it and wonder if there
was another way out besides what happened and that happened 18 years ago! I guess it is something you never get over but I am happily married, have 5
great kids and a good life which I wouldn't have had otherwise. I could have been laying in the street dead instead of him.
I hate that it happened but I will do it again if need be to protect myself or someone else, even you Freq.
Carrying a firearm is something you should NOT take lightly because if you have to use it it can change your life forever.
The weapon I carried was a Sig P226 9mm., I still have it to this day, still carry it & pray hope I never have to pull it out again in defense.
Edit: The guy that got stabbed died also and Ifound out they had had problems with each other before. This time I just got caught up in
edit on 6-5-2011 by mwood because: added content
And yeah Daddybare, from him turning towards me till it ended was probably 20-30 seconds.
edit on 6-5-2011 by mwood because: (no reason