Instincts are right on target

Once, I was shot in the head, I learned to trust my instincts and always listen for that little voice in my head telling me not to do something.

The voice was probably screaming at me not to go down to the river with the cousin, but I didn’t listen. I at first told him I didn’t want to go down to the river with him, but he kept bugging me so I gave in. That was the biggest mistake of my life. Now, I keep my nose clean and trust my gut, when something doesn’t feel right I don’t do it. Thank you for reading.