-Taylor

My uncle finally gets up and eats breakfast. After he's done we all get ready to leave. I hesitantly get ready. Something bad is going to happen and I know it. After we are all done getting ready we all meet in the front of the house. We then leave the house and get into the car. The whole car ride is silent.

What feels like seconds later I am shooken up, I must if fell asleep.

"We are here" my aunt says. my head quickly pops up to see where we are. Walmart, god I hate Walmart.

We go inside and I follow them, they instantly go straight for the back of the building where the knives and guns are.

"Pick a pocket knife" my uncle says. I nodded, I would never refuse a opportunity like this, I love weapons. I stare at the knives in awe.

"Why a pocket knife?" I ask my uncle.

"This way it's hidden from everyone but you can still always have it with you for protection" my uncle informed me.

"Oh" I said simply. "smart" I whispered to no one in particular. I walk up to the glass casing with all of the knives and stare intently at them, deciding which one will be my savior.

After a good while I found a black and blue pocket knife. 'Hmmmm... Minus well kill him with his own colors' I think to myself. I laugh to myself but I instantly stop when my uncle looks at me.

Am I going... Insane?....