I don't know what is wrong with me, the person I use to know and love is no longer me. maybe it is my gun every time I look at it, it says-shoot me, shoot me, shoot me. I beleive it has me under a spell , a spell that will soon take me to hell. I threw it away once but it came back the next day and shot me in the leg and said Fuck you.about a week later I tryed getting rid of it again by burning it- but the next day it came back and blew my hand off and said if you ever Fuck with me again i'm goning to Kill,Kill,Kill. i'm goning to