By Christian H.
For a little backstory… I am a 15 year old boy, I have short black hair and brown eyes. I was born and raised in the mountains of Pennsylvania. I was also raised around firearms but I never thought i’d need to use one for self defense.
This story takes place at a small community park near my house. My girlfriend and I we’re having a picnic with our families. Her name is Caroline, she’s a year or two older than I, and has long blonde hair that sits just above her shoulders and beautiful blue eyes. She’s very petite and almost always has a smile on her face.