By Chris(topher)

I had a Little Brother
His name was Luke
One night I remember
Reading to him his favorite book
As I kissed him goodnight
He said Chris, that story gave me a fright
I said don't worry I'm just down stairs
everything will be alright
I walked out and saw my step-dad
going to bed
In the morning I went into Luke's
room
I screamed I knew he was dead
The only thing visible was the color Red
On the wall behind him it was, on his nightclothes and the floor
I fell to the ground shaking and crying
Why did this happen to my Little Brother
That fateful night my step-dad squeezed the trigger
Bang...Bang
A bullet hit his chest a bullet hit his head
My step-dad is the one person in the world I hate
Because he shot dead my Little Brother Luke who was only Eight

Submitted By butterfly

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