Gun=1 in Snippets

I was 10 years old. Bobby and I went bottle collecting. We walked up one house and knocked on the door. When the guy opened it I asked him if he had any popbottles. He said no but I have this for you and pulled a gun out of a bag hanging on the wall and pointed it at me. Bobby and I ran away as fast as we could leaving our wagon with bottles on the sidewalk in front of his house. we ran and saw a police car and waved him down. We told him and he asked us if we could describe the gun. I said black. Bobby said maybe it was the guy who killed david. David was a friend of ours who worked and a convenience store We would take our own cups and get free slushies as they counted the cups not the slushy. David was found two weeks earlier by a newspaper boy at 5:30 in the morning in the cooler of the store. He was shot in the back of his head. Bobby and I waited in the police car as they blocked off the street cause it was a main street.They had over ten police cars there. We saw everything because our car was one blocking the street a block away. They arrested the man. It turned out to be a starter pistol used to start races. He admitted what he did. He meant it as a joke. But the police weren't laughing Even though it wasn't a real weapon they took him to jail. The police took Bobby and our wagon with bottles to his house talked with his mum and dad and then took me home and did the same to my foster parents. Our bottle collecting was done for the day. I was still shaking from having a gun pointed at me. Knowing it wasn't real didn't do much for me. When it was pointed at me I had no idea.