Help! me the child cried, "am only three don't take my life". Spare me for i am young and unable all i care about are tales of fables. Mama, help me! the voice shouted for awhile why me? ,please stop! remember i am but a child. What have i done a child so weak and carefree, i am not the mommy or daddy you see in me. My life i asked for you to spare my feet are too weak i can't run anywhere. Your gun is scaring me, please don't let me go down on my knees. Remember you've got children of your own, please let me go, i want to go home. The gun click, my eyes flick, i felt a hit, i thought a bit, there goes it, i was ready to quit. There were no more words that could save my life, remember i was only a child whose life was unspared and left to die.
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