We were in the library picking out some books(we had this thing called specials and we'd go there either in the morning or after recess depending on which grade you were in). I was in 2nd grade at the time, and I was looking for a book. (It was called 'Crazy Hair Day' if you're wondering sksk)
A girl was looking for the book and when we got to the shelf that had the book.
I'm just going to tell you the lovely conversation we had.
Girl: Move
Me: I was here first
Girl: I don't care
For some reason, my psychotic and dumb 7 year old self decided to say....
"My dad has a shot gun" WHICH IS NOT TRUE KSSKSKS
Girl: ok and,
Me: he can shoot you with it

I- wh- just- *jumps off bridge*

Girl: I'm telling

at that moment she knew... she fucked up

so basically, I got in trouble and I apologized to the girl. She was nice to me(surprisingly), but avoided me after that.

I still feel guilty and dumb when I think about it...

My dad brought it up a few days ago that the principal called to tell him that I said that. He just laughed.
He doesn't care, but I did get grounded. I mean, who wouldn't get grounded after saying that?
But anyways, he said, "If it's bothering you, go ahead and say it" or something like that.

why do i have friends?