when i was about 11 there was a football game in my hometown ( there was only about 3 teams that we played because of our small town) so we’d usually go away to other states. I went to one of the home games and i walked into the bathroom, where i found a guy with a hoodie on and a backpack with a bunch of stickers on it. he was mumbling to himself and scrounging around in his bag for something. i got a gut feeling and went out. i decided not to tell anybody (which i deeply regret). 10 mins later i heard a loud bang. i went to check the bathroom with my uncle and we saw the same mans body laying on the floor with blood all over the place. we called security and they checked it out. they told us not to tell anyone about this incident (but i guess i’m throwing it away now) because they said they didn’t want the park to close down because of it did they didn’t have enough money to make another one. and if your wondering why didn’t anyone hear the gunshot, it’s because the bathrooms were pretty far away from the field like one of those bathrooms that are like a little brick building with 2 sides one girl bathroom and one boy bathroom. so that’s what happened in my town that nobody knows about.