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Personal Narrative: Paint Balling In Chippewa Falls
It was a sunny day in the fall me and a group of friends were on a FFA field trip to go paint balling. In Chippewa Falls. We were going against Owen Withee Stanley and Gilman it was a huge trip with a ton of people.I was so excited for this trip it was my first time paintballing along with everybody else in my group after a long trip of 3 people to a seat we finally got there it felt like it took 3 hours when it really only took like 35 minutes. I had to go to this semi small shack that had all the weapons they had everybody got the same one so it would be fair but my friends and I had a secret weapon that would for sure give Thorp the easy win. After our whole class got all the weapons and gear we needed we had this huge speech about how we shouldn't shoot if we are closer than like 10 ft and how to put the safety on and off and how to put the cover over the gun we were finally off the first map layout that we were able to see was this junkyard with broken down cars piled really really high and they were everywhere. We were waiting for …show more content…
At the beginning of the day everybody got the same semi auto machine guns so it would be fair but we brought something else more deadly and more accurate thats shoot faster harder and fully auto that nobody knew about we were shooting kids before they even knew that we were there we wiped out the whole team and on the last couple we switched back to the other guns so nobody would notice what we were

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