When I was about 10 I had a neighbor that was a real old asshole that gave all the kids in the neighborhood a hard time for little stupid shit. Call our parents and tell them all kinds of bs that got us in trouble and sometimes big trouble but we were just being kids. Never doing any real harm just having fun. One day he was raking leaves and putting them in bags. I got a awesome idea, I thought it was at the time anyway. I went in my house and snuck in my dad's closet and got my BB gun and slipped back outside and a couple of girls from across the street from me came over when they saw me with the gun. I told them to be quiet and I went to the corner of the house and after pumping my gun up 10x I stuck it around the corner, took aim and when he bent over I pulled the trigger and got him in the ass cheek. He jumped 3ft high and grabbed his ass and yelled oh God damn as loud as I ever heard anyone tell before. The 2 girls started laughing and he wheeled around and saw us and that made me run inside and I left the gun in the bushes so my parents wouldn't know but it was only a few minutes and the doorbell rang. I was in my room and couldn't hear what was said but it didn't sound good. The door slammed shut and I heard mom talking with Dad for a few minutes then the dreaded sound of my name in a loud voice came. I pretended I didn't hear it but he knew I did and then I heard the door to my bedroom open and I knew I was in deep shit.