Bang!A Story by Sharon KimA little girl finds her father's gun.I walked from the bathroom into the bedroom door, tightening the towel around my waist. I saw her standing at my night stand. Her back to me, she was chattering on the phone, her blond curls bouncing. I caught myself smiling as she placed the phone back on the receiver. “Hey punkin!” “Hi Daddy!” She said, picking up something from the nightstand as she turned around. I froze when she faced me. “Hee hee. Daddy, you’re naked!” my daughter giggled. “Hannah, please put that down.” I said, enunciating each word, trying to sound calm. Hannah looked down at her hands. The cold metal piece was cradled in her hands. “Daddy, this is just like Joey’s gun.” She turned the gun in her hand and her finger slid inside the trigger guard. “We play cops and robbers sometimes.” My sweet, little girl, was pointing a gun at me. “Daddy, I’m a policeman, like you!” I inched closer to her, like a trainer trying not to spook a horse. My arm stretched out towards her. “Hannah, put that down.” “Daddy, you’re the robber. Bang! Bang!” She pulled the trigger. My ears rang with the explosion and I put my arms in front of my face as I flung myself out of the way. Searing pain blossomed below my ribs. By the time I hit the rug at the foot of the bed, blood was starting to seep out of the hole in my side. “Daddy?” I heard her whisper. Through squeezed eyelids I saw her face peek around the corner of the bed. A fearful look crossed her face. I reached out towards her, “Hannah, it’s okay. It’s okay. Hannah, go get the phone for Daddy.” Hannah took a step backward, shaking her head. She still held the gun and she turned it in her hands, looking at the barrel in disbelief. A look of confusion crossed her face. “Han…” I couldn’t stop her. She pulled the trigger. BANG! “No!” I screamed.
[Alternate, extended ending] BANG! She dropped out of my view. “No!” I screamed. I don’t know how I got to her side so quickly. One second I was on the floor with my hand pressed to my side and the next I was by Hannah, cradling her body to mine. My tears rained down on her face. Her eyes fluttered open. Teardrops were replaced with kisses. Miraculously, the bullet had only grazed the side of her head above her left ear. I reached for the phone and dialed 911. © 2014 Sharon KimAuthor's Note
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