I want to tell us a funny story about my grandmother Doreen. She's 79 years old and she normally go shopping at Walmart on Fridays. Last week, when she finished all the shopping she walked toward her car. There, she saw four boys into her car. They were about to drive away. My grandmother dropped her shopping bags to the ground, took a gun from her handbag and screamed as loud as she could, "I have a gun and I know how to use it. Get out of the car". The four guys didn't wait for a second invitation, got out the car and ran as fast as they could.

My grandmother loaded her shopping bags into the back of the car and sat in the driver's seat. She tried inserting the key into the ignition and suddenly she began to understand what it happened. She realized that her car was another row nearby. Next, my grandmother put her shopping bags, now, in her own car and drove to the nearest Police Station. 

As my grandmother explained the tale to the police officer, she wondered why he was smiled. The police officer pointed there. My grandmother saw four young. This faces were pale. They, some 5 foot tall, had been stolen by a old woman wearing glasses and grey hair waving a gun. My dear grandmother wasn't charged anything.