The first shot didn’t announce a beginning. It confirmed one.
Diary of a Child Sniper
Diary of a Child Sniper – Chapter 2 – Freedom With a Sight Picture
I wasn’t just walking anymore. I was moving with intent.
Diary of a Child Sniper – Chapter 3 – A .22 at 13
There was no conversation about feelings, no reflective pauses, no shared vulnerability.
Diary of a Child Sniper – Chapter 4 – From Gifts to Investments
This wasn’t pocket money anymore. It was income, if only in the school holidays. And income reframes relationships.
Diary of a Child Sniper – Chapter 5 – Booroma Trip 1
We arrived thinking we were there to take. We left understanding we were there to participate.
Diary of a Child Sniper – Chapter 6 – Booroma Trip 2
This was work. Work done quietly. Carefully. Without applause.
Diary of a Child Sniper – Chapter 7 – Kiacatoo The First Time
Vacation crept in. Not as indulgence, but as allowance.
Diary of a Child Sniper – Chapter 8 – Kiacatoo Year 2
It wasn’t a faceless body. It wasn’t an outcome. It wasn’t a necessary loss absorbed into a tally. It was sudden, silent, and unfair.
Diary of a Child Sniper – Chapter 9 – When Luck Needs Witnesses
A willingness to act without narrating the act to oneself. Those things don’t announce themselves as skills. They don’t look like training. But when opportunity presents itself sharply enough, they behave exactly like preparedness
Diary of a Child Sniper – Chapter 10 – Fox Drives
And in doing so, I learned that solitude isn’t always chosen. Sometimes it’s simply the shape of the role you grow into, one that rewards stillness, punishes hesitation, and leaves you standing alone even after the noise has passed.
Diary of a Child Sniper – Chapter 11 – Being Shot At
What was lost wasn’t access to tools. It was respect for the people who knew how, and why, to use them.
Diary of a Child Sniper – Chapter 12 – Where Has the Sniper Gone
What had once been essential became unnecessary. What had once been sharpened by purpose dulled into memory.
And memory, unlike steel, doesn’t rust.
It just waits.