A Shot In the Dark { Narrative}

helplessly he stumbled through the door holding his bloody chest Mother gazed into her fourteen year old eyes and just knew that he was up to his old antics of gang banging Yelling and cursing did nothing to wake this kid up Mother's tears flooded like an open gate she wondered where she went wrong raising him for he had the best of everything a home a job an education anything he wanted or needed was right at his fingertips maybe having only one parent in the household or just not enough discipline now she stands helplessly over her young sons lifeless body lying on the kitchen floor in a pool of blood all that she could do now was to pick up the phone and call the police and the morgue Tribute To Children