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**flashback huzzah**
Last night, as I was listening to music, I heard a bang. An exceptionally loud one. This didn't scare me or my brother or mum or dad at all, since we live near a police shooting range. My brother went into the living room, and asked my parents what was going on. They dismissed it as the range, so he went back to his room.
Now you must note that my window which faces my bed, shows my entire front yard.
A few minutes later, I heard an extremely loud bang. An 'oh-shit-there-was-an-explosion-were-gonna-die-oh-my-god' kind of one. Yeah, it was that loud. As I was getting up I noticed a flashlight point into my window and then sweep to my left and disappear, like the user was running in that direction. I was a little curious but I ignored it. My brother and I speed walked into the living room where my mum and dad were watching TV. We discussed it for a little bit, but then they told us to got to bed.
morning time huzzah (still flashback huzzah)
As I was making my breakfast, my dad came in and said our mailbox had exploded. Turns out the noise last night wasn't a gun but a SOMEONE had put explosives in our mailbox, and you guessed it, the little shits blew it sky fucking high. The explosion was so large that 20 metres away was the plate which had our house number on it. The lid had a huge dent on it, and the sides of the mailbox, which were connected to the base, was flatter than paper. Must I note that it also had two large screws keeping it in place were nowhere to be found.
**flashback over huzzah**