| Mystery and Crime Fiction posted July 23, 2018 |
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When God-fearing babies get the blues
Color Me Gone
by Brett Matthew West
The gun lay smoking on the ground next to the pool of his blood. That's where I threw it after I shot him. Life's not supposed to be over just because he wouldn't quit when I told him to stop touching me down there. I'm only ten years old! Why wouldn't he leave me alone? What am I going to do? I know. I'll pick the gun up and you can color me gone. BANG!
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The gun lay smoking on the ground next to the pool of his blood. That's where I threw it after I shot him. Life's not supposed to be over just because he wouldn't quit when I told him to stop touching me down there. I'm only ten years old! Why wouldn't he leave me alone? What am I going to do? I know. I'll pick the gun up and you can color me gone. BANG!
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