Personal Narrative: G Is For Guns

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G is for Guns It was Easter Day. Our family always goes out to our grandparents house to celebrate the holiday. We arrived there really early for the party so I had pretty much nothing to do. They have a bunch of swings down the hill right by their woods. I went down there and got on the swing. My grandpa was in his shed moving his tractors and other tools around. I got bored swinging and ran over to him. I saw a bunch of guns on his workbench. He saw that I noticed them and asked if I ever shot a gun before. I told him I haven’t and I’d love to. He brought me over to the guns and started to tell me which one I should shoot. He showed me his .22 rifles and said they were best for me because they weren’t loud and had little to no kick. I said