A Different Version of Hide and SeekA Poem by Randy Johnson
My nephew is making me play a different version of hide and seek.
This version involves a gun, if he finds me, things will become bleak. In this version, if a player is found, he is killed. I'm scared out of my wits, I'm sure not thrilled. He said if I didn't play the game, he'd kill me on the spot. He's trying to find where I'm hid but I hope he can not. He is a twisted and totally evil child. His parents have never disciplined him and he's running wild. My nephew just found and shot me, I have a bullet in my chest. My life is flashing before my eyes and soon I'll be laid to rest. My wife and kids will be devastated when they learn that I bought the farm. This evil little child should be killed or locked up before he can do more harm.
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StatsAuthorRandy JohnsonTNAboutI was born in Middlesboro, Kentucky on August 20, 1971. I've lived in East Tennessee since 1973. My hobbies are writing and drawing. more..Writing
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