same,same,same! just the same everyday! same routines. same food, same people, same everything! i have always thought every morning that something new is going to happen today, but it doesn't. until today...
april 31
as i wake to my regular routine, thinking everything is today will be like yesterday. i sure was wrong. i brushed my hair, got dressed and all of a sudden a cry from the kitchen.
"Opal! Opal! Come down here now! And grab your gun!"
startled, i drop my belt and dash to the hall closet where we keep all of our weapons. i rush to the kitchen and come to a sudden stop with a gun to my mother's forehead and another pointed at me. two words, Robert Pitt.
Robert Pitt lives a block down from us on Farryer St. He's the town's crazy man Rumor has it, he's on drugs, comes home drunk every night and it's very easy to light his match. People say he sells things that he makes but aren't worth anything but a piece of lint. Robert is also known as "bad boy Pitt" on the gang side of Fort Smith.
Nothing else to say when you're faced with a crazy amn, a gun to your forehead and your mother's as well. Froze in fear, all i can do is blink and breathe. my heart feels like it's going to jump out of my chest.
"Drop it now!" Robert says in a wild but stern and serious voice. i've never heard him like this. well ihaven't heard him much either. only when i'm easedropping. so i lean down and set the gun down on the tile floor. i looked like an idiot with my hands up like they do in movies. a sudden knock and a gun shot.i scream and start to tear up when my mom falls to the ground. i run to her side and burst into tear.
"mom! mom! get up please! wake up!"
all i could do was stare at her. then suddenly, she opens one eye just barely and give me the look that tells me not to say anything. overjoyed i thought i could hug and kiss her! but i didn't, i knew better. my mom! that sneaky sneaky woman! i wish i had her sneakiness. i mean i got some but this! this is just amazing act!
i looked to the living to see my dad with his mini pistol pointing at Mr. Crazyman over there. i hoped up away from my mom and grabbed the gun and stood by my dad.
"it's about time! i thought you would never show up!" i said to him as he keeps his eyes focused on crazy.
"Put the gun down Robert!' my dad half yells."
Robert stares at us and then gazes towards the hall. there stood my older sister and my younger brother. i shuffle over there and stand in front of them with my gun. Robert drops to a low squat. and pushes my dad out the way and runs out the door.
My mom walks up behind my dad as he stares out the door.
"man oh man...we're gonna have to..." she looks at us and hugs us all. "i'm glad y'all are okay."
I put the gun up and walk back to my room. so bewildered and confused. i sit in my window sill and stare at his house...what just happened! i need some sleep. and more easedropping...
