Little kids would run up and shoot you in the head, then rifle through your pockets.

Our players let the kids shoot the ball and tell them what it takes to be a student athlete.

"Five kids hit me in an alley, shot me under the heart and took everything," he says.

A kid would pull out a gun and shoot me.

In the schoolyard across the street, the kids are shooting again.

The next thing you know, the kid takes out a gun and shoots one of the bouncers dead.

Mal thought that with the right conditions and one drink too many, the kid could shoot in cold blood.

Maybe he'd never have to tell her because this kid will shoot them both.

A kid goes to the schoolyard every day and shoots if he wants to be good.

When two kids shoot each other, that's probably the least of their worries.