Persuasive Essay on Concealed Weapons Laws
Just imagine for a moment if you would. You Just finished a long hard week of work, and you are looking forward to the reward of going out for a night on the town. You go home get cleaned up, put on your sharpest outfit and head over to your dates house to pick her up. Nothing could be more perfect. The evening air is the right temperature with just enough breeze to catch your cologne and waft it through the air. And the evening itself is enough to remember because of the moons reflection off of the newly harvested fields and ever-flowing creeks. It would seem as though this would be the perfect setting to a wonderful date. And yes it would be, except for the traumatic experience, which encountered one of my closest friends on the ride home, after dropping his date off. He was on his way home and in between towns when my friend saw a truck pulled over to the side of the road. Hood up, doors open, and the truck itself turned towards the ditch on the side of the road. Being from the small town he was from he believed in always giving a helping hand to those in need. Especially when he knew people in his community had been there for him before in his time of crises. He was flagged down by an individual that had told him they had a blow out on their vehicle and that the passenger was injured and would greatly appreciate his help. My friend stepped out of the vehicle and around the passenger side of the parked truck, and before he knew it he had a gun drawn upon his chest and a man now demanding money instead of help. My friend complied and gave the man his wallet and money he had just earned to get him through the weeks ahead. The assailant then ordered my friend to turn his back toward him and walk back to his vehicle. When my friend heard this he knew it meant his life was in eminate danger and if he turned around he was as sure as shot. So when he started backing up facing the assailant heading toward his vehicle, WHAM he was hit. He told me impact of the bullet felt like he was hit by a sledgehammer and it's piercing of his skin felt as though a white hot poker had been rammed through him. The assailant left my friend for dead not realizing he had not fatally wounded him. My friend did fully recover but still has the scars to remember what had happened that night.
When my friend first told me this story, I always though it was ironic how at the time conceal to carry laws in Texas, where this incident took place, were months away from being passed. I always pondered the idea what if he were allowed to carry a gun at the time this happened. Or even if he didn?t want to carry one, would it of deterred this individual from attacking my friend based on the premonition that he may have one on his person. Today there are many crimes in which I believe would be deterred and in fact be drastically reduced if we were to impose conceal and carry laws in this state.