This is a story about a thing that happened to me and my cousin Ian. Yup, I'm the same one who wrtoe the story about me and my cousin megan and her dog Jake. My life is weird. >.> Anyway, you know I'm 15 and Ian is three years younger, so he's 12. We like to play guns a lot and use his toys to kill each other. Just playin ^.^ One day at Megan's trailer, Megan was sleeping sonce it was 7 am and she was a heavy sleeper. Ian and I were outside playing guns when we got really bored. We put them down and went inside. After a snack we went outsdie again and our guns (They're fake in case you haven't noticed) were gone. My bro, Christian, is the same age as Ian just six weeks younger. ?Same with me and meg. Anyhoo, we called for Christian (and megan's trailer couch can turn into a bed) He got off the couch-bed (As we call it) and said in a sleepy voice: "WHAT?!" We knew it was a mistake and said sorry. Ian was really mad casue he really liked the gins. Then we saw some guy, with our fake gun. We couldn't see him and were real scared. "Let's go in," Ian said. But we couldn't move. He had Ian's real BB gun and waas about to shoot us, when he fell down and some other guy was behind him with a gun. We were so scared, Ian was crying and so was I. But then we felt a thump behinde us. There was pur fake guns. We grabbed them, since they were hard and good to knock someout out, and moved to the area. all we saw was some blood and the BB gun. It was like they both disappeared. Megan and Christian didn't believe us, but it's true. I just didn't understand why the second man didn't kill us.