The Paintball Men

Date: 10/29/2016

Ian got shot by a paintball gun and it made him lose part of his memory. He still knew who people were but he didn't understand the relationships they had with him. Everybody was really confused and didn't understand what would happen and he didn't understand either. We were all very frightened. I met this girl at church her name was Frankie but she dressed like a guy and she played the piano really well, called herself Ricky. We were suposed to preform a piano duet in from of the church but something went wrong and we had to leave. We started hanging out a little bit and she must have been 16 or something. Few years younger than I. Still I called her Frankie. I wanted to get to know her a little better because we've been friends for a while and she finally warmed up to me. She brought me over to her house for dinner, her mom was there. Her mom's name was Sheila. She was very kind to me. Frankie and I were washing the dishes after dinner I was talking about how cool it was to meet her mom and to get to know her. She told me her real name, it was Brea. All the sudden we start hearing light gun shots. Paintball guns. Sheila didn't understand what was going on but we told her to hide. Bree and I ran out of the house she got her bike and I just ran. We saw the group people with paintball guns behind the houses and then we heard Sheila scream. But we continued. We met up with a group of friends, all on bikes. We kept moving. They took a different a different path than I. But I kept running. I'm just kept running and running and running. I was scared I was worried I felt determined to get away. And then someone comes rolling up on a bike, Cody was his name. I felt so relieved to see his face. We reached someplace we thought was safe. Ians. His sister was outside crying, she let us in. He was happy to see us, then confused as to why. I told him about the paitball men, Sheila, running away. He was determined to help somehow.