The Ghetto is full of surprises and death

I walk up the door. I try to unlock it. But I stop. I hear footsteps. It sounds like two-three people. I unholster my gun. Check that it loaded. And I pull back the hammer. And slowly open the door. It's pitch black. I hear a muffeld yell. I flip the switch. A tall man in a Anonymous mask looks a me hold up his knife and steps towards me. Without thinking. *Clap clap!* I shot him twice in the leg. I hear running. Around the corner I see someone I vaguely recognize. I think his name is Darren. Or something with a D. I didn't think farther. *Clap clap clap!* I missed all three shots. He rushes toward me. I shot one more time *clap!* he falls directly into his back. Motionless. I open my drum. Completely out of ammo. That could of been it. Lights out. I go and check for my Azzie. She's....gone. I don't mean she left. Her eyes were rolled all the way back. Throat slit. Legs open... I go to my closest. A 5'9" gun safe sat there I open it. I grab my 20 guage. Load it. And. *BOOM* I haven't see so much blood. I go to the other guy. He's alive but I don't shot him. I take my stock. *Bam Bam Bam* I break his jaw. His teeth, everything. I take the gun *BOOM* shot him directly to the leg. I go to my safe but my gun away. And grab more ammo for my S&W load it then *crack crack* I feel a screaming pain. In my left arm. I see two police officer. "YOUR UNDER ARREST!" Then I don't know the rest.

See I now realize it wasn't Darren his name was David. A neighbor I had. We didn't talk. But we didn't like each other. Especially since we met in Iraq...