This reminds me.
When I was young. my friends and I played in these woods behind this old guys house. He did not like us walking through his propery. One day we were walking down the hill, heard him yelling, we looked up and he is pointing a gun outside of the window. We were only like 8 years old. It scared us to death. We went running through the woods and came out the otherside along a road about a half mile away. and walked home from there.
I dont know why we never told our parents. Maybe because we knew they didnt want us in that area anyway.
I had a gun pointed at me when I was around that age too. I don’t even remember what I was doing, but apparently it made somebody pretty mad. Whatever it was, I know I never did it again. I didn’t tell my parents either.