Three hours later, I was playing video games when my neighbor broke the glass by my front door with the butt of an assault rifle. I screamed and ran through my living room and out my back door. Shots rang out around me as I fled, and I could see the dust flying from their impact.
“He has a gun. He’s trying to kill me,” I yelled, clambering up and over my back fence.
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