I Was 13, 12 Old, and I Could Not Move.

"I was like 13, 12 old. On the other side of that bridge, i was going to cross over under it so nobody could see me," he says. "And i looked up and i could see probably, i i guess, maybe a hundred yards, a hundred and 20 yards in front of me,. something was peering around the corner of a big, big, old pine tree." He recalls thinking about running, but 'i couldn't move. I just couldn't do anything' The only thing id think of was his baby gun.