| In the middle of the night on Dec. 30, 2011, I received a call that my son, Noah, 13, who was sleeping over at a friend's house, was in trouble. I drove over to check, but the call didn't really alarm me. I assumed the boys were out knocking on doors or toilet-papering houses. They were young boys on Christmas break. What else could it be? It wasn't until we got closer that I realized something was wrong. Cop cars, an ambulance, fire trucks, and caution tape surrounded the house. I jumped out of the truck. Someone asked if I was Noah's mother. Once I said yes, I was given the horrible news. Noah was shot by his friend, at his friend's house, with an easily accessible gun. I screamed so loudly Let's block ads! (Why?)
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