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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Lucinda Brown was only seventeen when you youth came to a dreadful end, that was the night her home was invaded by three vicious and horny young men. When her father tried to confront them they shot the poor man right in the spine, found Lucinda and her scared mother, it was obvious what they had in mind. Lucinda won’t talk about what happened, it’s hard enough having it in her head, she and he mother woke up the next day, they were battered, and bruised…and naked. The police came and did what they had to, took statements and samples of DNA, but it matched no one in the system so the bastard rapists got away. Both Lucinda and her mom were shattered, she wouldn’t leave her room for near a month, started to think how defenseless she’d been, started thinking of buying a gun. Her mother took a much different approach, she went around lecturing about ‘hate,’ became a hero amongst certain crowds for saying,”We must teach men not to rape!” Now this didn’t make much sense to Lucy, everyone knew that rape was a crime, this wasn’t a question of ignorance, was a question of sick and twisted minds. Fighting the wrong problem did no damn good, it was an effort entirely in vain, and what sense to did it make spending every day reliving the greatest of your pains? Three months later, upon a rare day when he mother had come home for diner, Lucinda mentioned a concealed carry class, told her mom there was still a slot for her. Lucinda had thought she would be onboard, to take command and protect their own lives, instead her mother got red in the face, screamed,”Have you learned nothing from that night? “Did you not see what guns did to you dad? What those guns let them do to us both? You’d sink to their level, pick up their tools, I cannot say which though offends me most: “That my daughter would be so simple-minded, or that my little girl thinks she should kill.” Said Lucy,”If it means I won’t be raped, then I’m telling you right now, I will.” The next three months until graduation were difficult, their relationship cold, when Lucy moved out, the first thing she did was buy a thirty caliber pistol... CONCLUDES IN PART II.
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