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**Izzy's POV, TRIGGER WARNING, GUNS**

"Ahahahahahhahahhahahahahahahahahahaha!"

I'm having the time of my life! For some reason, my pops gave me unrestricted access to a machine gun! This is freaking epic.

I shoot at a big boulder, until eventually I shatter it. I set down my gun and run to the destroyed boulder.

"Finally!" I pick up a piece of the rock and look at it with a slight crazy in my eyes.

"Izzy what on earth are you doing?" My dad comes back from doing whatever he was doing.

"I shot a big rock! And now it's a ton of small ones, here!" I hand him the rock with a smile on my face.

He looks at the rock, and then at me. "Izzy, how much ammo did you use?"

I shrug, and walk over back to the gun to see how much ammunition I used.

"Oh, the gun is gone," I say, still smiling, proud of what I had accomplished earlier.

I look back to my pops, and he wasn't there, he was looking frantically for the gun.

Apparently guns are expensive or something. I guess I'll help him look.