Gun-Personal Narrative

Not believing that the guy had a gun, Jessie and Kenny wanted to prove the whole thing was just another of Willie’s stunts, so they paid extra close attention to the man.

There were other people in the car as well, what caught the kid’s eye was when the strange man stood up and leaned against the metal pole, one hand held the lever that hung from the top of the car, while his other hand was firmly in his pocket.
Despite what it looked like, all was perfectly normal and completely routine. It was just another ride on the New York City train system.
Willie relaxes a bit, with his arms crossed, he began to sing.
“I understand love has a shaky hand.”
He sang it this time, knowing that at that very instant he also had a shaky hand.
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“Why’d she do it?” he said and gently squeezed the trigger. Once again the weapon failed to fire. They could see through the constantly fogging window the next station was coming up. The distraught man put the gun by his side looking at everyone as the train came to a stop. The doors opened and all the people hurried by him to escape the danger. One lady bumped into the pole in a mad dash to escape the situation.
“I’m a good man! I really am!” he said, as they all scrambled for the exit. In a matter of seconds, the car was emptied. After all the people were out, he wouldn’t allow anyone else to board, keeping them out by pointing the weapon in their direction.

One man ran to get the drivers attention, but the doors closed and the iron wheels rolled down the tracks screeching loudly heading away from the station. All eyes were on this man as he lifted the gun to his head once again, watched until eventually the train pulled away from the platform moving swiftly until it was out of …show more content…
He told a few people the man was already dead and nobody really tried to help him. Even after the gun misfired twice, Willie thought, perhaps someone could have rushed him and held him down until the police could get there. They argued for about ten minutes until a few bystanders not involved in the conversation were sick and tired of listening to Willie, and they walked over.
Willie continued telling them regardless of what they were thinking. He insisted they didn’t care about what the man was going through, and the only thing that anybody really wanted, was to get safely off the train.
At first, Jessie and Kenny thought this was just another one of Willie’s jokes, but they detected a tear in his eye, something they never saw from Willie. This little sign was enough to clue them in, and for that, it was for real.
“Why are you so blind?” Willie expressed, feeling a deep sense of principle, wanting to get his point across while reprimanding the crowd. “Maybe someone could have helped the man; at least somebody could have tried!” Willie, so a matter of factly points

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