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Apr032009

Shot...

On Thursday January 18,2007, something life changing happened to me and my family. I was coming home from a soccer game at school with my friend, Caleb Jacobson when I saw my other friends playing outside my house.  I thought that my mom had planned a surprise play date for me or something was wrong.   My friends names are Jack, Grey , and Mica Bueno. As Caleb dropped me off, I went to go see what was going on. As I started to play, my mom called me in with a nervous look on her face. When I got inside, I saw Ron Bueno, a good family friend, and my mom looking at my brother and I. Then she told us that my dad had been shot in the neck. My brother started to cry and I just stared into space feeling numb inside. Later Michelle Bueno, Dave Mcgee, and Jenny Mcgee took  my brother, sisters and I to Pizza Hut while my mom went to the hospital with Ron.  As soon as we arrived to Pizza Hut, we saw  my dad in the helicopter that was taking him to hospitable. It was landing up the street from the Pizza Hut.  Once we got into the restaurant, I sat and thought all about what had just happened that day.  When we came home from Pizza Hut our friends, the Barrientos and Dave McGee stayed with us.  My mom came home from the hospital and put us all to bed in her room.  All four of us feel asleep while she sang to us.  I felt scared, yet comforted that my mom was with us.  She left for the hospital after we went to sleep and the Barrientos took care of us.   The next day I skipped school and played with the Buenos the whole day to try to get my mind off what had happened the day before. Our school gave us free hot lunch everyday for two weeks.  We were very excited about that!  After that I tried not to think about it and I haven't thought about that much ever since. But lets thank God that my dad is still alive and only has a voice problem.  

-Pj        

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