Bullet was a troubled boy, he was in a dangerous gang, running around in a bad crowd, killing people and robbing and shooting and drugs were his life for years, it was a late Saturday night around midnight and he was running from the police, cutting corners and jumping over fences into peoples yards until he falls in yours, a nice face large house with a nice big backyard with a patio, pool, and garden. you were making dinner for yourself when u heard a thump in your backyard, you open u door only to have bullet pointing a gun at you and covering your mouth ushering you inside and slamming the back door shut “don’t make a sound I just need a place to hide ma” he said in a nervous and aggressive tone