Jumped by gangsters

I was on my skateboard (even though I’ve never skated in real life) and my two daughters (9 and 10 yr old) were running beside me. We were on our way to our house, about a block away. I saw a big black pickup truck with some guys in the back go down an ally behind our house. Three of them came around the house running and shooting at us. They shot my youngest and my instinct was to grab my oldest and run because there was absolutely no chance at all of winning in this situation. They had my oldest and I cornered and I noticed they were Hispanic and part of a local gang. For some reason they did not shoot us now. They told me that they did this because my daughters were always rudely ignoring them. As they ran we sprinted back to the house. There was blood and my wife had taken our youngest inside. She was awake and well-to-do, although my wife was showing me the hole in our youngest’s back. The next day I was looking around the neighborhood for the truck and I found it. My wife and I decided though that the threat was over now and that if we turned them in, that there would be more to finish the job soon.

We always tell our kids to avoid and never talk to strangers. On top of that, our youngest is naturally shy, even to friends, such to the point that she sometimes will not return a "hello" or a wave.