55 Word Story

February 23, 2010
Billy was running back home. He did what his mom said. “Grab a gun and shoot when he isn’t looking.” His dad hadn’t been expecting Billy to shoot. Billy got covered in blood when he sat next to the kill and a grin appeared. Life would be better now. “Mommy, I finally shot a deer.”

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