I lost my parents in the gun confiscation of 2014Submitted by dwalters on Fri, 01/18/2013 - 13:53
The agents came in the early morning darkness while we were all sleeping. My father was a vocal dissenter of the central government. The men knew that there may be resistance, and they came prepared.
The loud crash of the door being smashed in awoke me. Within a few seconds - that seemed like an eternity - the shadow-like men were standing over me with their guns trained on my 9 year old face. I hoped that it was just a nightmare, but I couldn't wake up.
As the men stormed into my room, I heard gunfire coming from the direction of my parents room at the end of the hall. First, there were a couple of single shots and then came the rattling blasts of at least one fully automatic weapon. I helplessly screamed at the top of my lungs from the horror that overtook me.
I found out later that my father had killed the first agent that came through the bedroom door before he and my mother were mowed down in the name of "keeping the children safe".
I am now grown and the State will forever be my enemy. I vow that before I die, the State will have wished they killed me too on that fateful night. I was a scrawny kid then, but now I am a hardened guerrilla fighter. The State will continue to pay for what they did.
I lost my parents in the gun confiscation of 2014.
Are the gun grabbers ready to murder the children as well to avoid future blowback? Are the gun grabbers really "protecting the children."