The First Firearm
by Alexander
“You going to come?”
My brother told me as people started going to the concrete branching trap platform. I stood up and walked on over to the platform and a supervisor told us safety and the size of shotguns, we partnered up and got earplugs and the shotguns I got the second smallest size. We then went up to the numbered blocks and the first person went.
“Ready?”
“Pull!”
And the neon orange disc shattered, 1 more person went and I was up. I was starting to aim and the shotgun was as heavy as a milk jug.
“Ready?”
“Pull.”
The recoil was unbelievable and I felt like it pulled my arm out of its socket! I missed but that was fine. I turned my shotgun in for a smaller one. But on all the times I missed all of them. Except for one time when I barely chipped the disc.
But I had shot my first firearm!
Later I shot 22’ rifles with less recoil (thankfully)
That day was pretty good Plus I also had cookies and no day can be bad with cookies.
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