Fun Friday – What would you do…?

Since reading Nipped in the Bud last weekend, a question has plagued me all week…


What would I do if someone threatened me with a gun? 

We see this happen all the time in TV shows and movies. The person with the gun usually gives the victim some compelling reason to come along quietly. Often a loved one is threatened if they don’t cooperate. Similarly the character in Nipped was presented with a couple of very compelling reasons to stall, but part of me was screaming at her to…well…SCREAM.

Unless there are other bad guys who have my loved ones this minute, I’m thinking this is between you and me, buddy. And I will not go gentle into that good night.

If there are people around, I’m going to scream, “Gun. Don’t shoot. Don’t shoot.”

Then I’m going to run like a mad woman. Most people really aren’t that good a shot. Chances are they’re not going to hit me, let alone kill me. Chances are even better that they won’t want to draw anymore attention to themselves so they’ll slink away and wait for another opportunity.

Of course, that’s where the being petrified for your loved ones ramps up to hyper mode.

But c’mon if I let him shoot me, how do I know he wouldn’t then go off and shoot them anyway?

Your Turn: You’re at an outdoor event, or a mall parking lot with other people around, and someone threatens you with a gun. What are you going to do?


  • I’d start running as fast as I could towards the other people. I doubt the guy with the gun’d try shooting me if there’s a chance he’d hit someone else, which would cause mass panic.

  • I have to laugh at this question, because in the book I’m working on right now which is a romantic suspense, I know exactly what my heroine would do. She’d find a way to disarm him and take him down. But as for me, forget it. I’d be running and screaming too!!

  • I’d definetly draw attention! Or act like someone is behind that person and duck or run. And pull my own gun and protect myself.

  • What a cute picture! I want to save the kitty (and cuddle it).
    I would hit the alarm button on my car keypad (and hope there’s still enough battery left for it to scream) while I ran screaming away. I hope I wouldn’t just freeze in my shoes.

  • Here’s what I did….PRAYED out loud as I could!
    During ’96 Olympics, 2 guys came in asking for directions to an event (worked in Christian based church/type office ….we trusted everyone!). I and another younger girl only ones there (in other building was a missionary and translator for another language Bible). They knocked us to floor…wanted money and my keys to new car. The others heard us, but with us on floor and me praying, one of them (culture differences) thought we were having a prayer meeting. The lady translator did realize the situation and called 911. We only had bruises and were so blessed it worked out ok.
    When I prayed, the guy holding me said “I can’t do this”….he was from fine Christian on drugs.
    Oh, no gun involved but they were very strong.

  • Wow, Jackie! What an amazing story! I think praying is a great idea. I could maybe see myself yelling, “I rebuke you in the name of Jesus and command you to leave me alone.” lol. That’s a tough question to answer ahead of time. I do know I would not go with them anywhere period, if I could help it. I’d rather get shot then and there than take the chance of going with them.

    Great blog post, Sandra!

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