I woke up one night,
To hear this sudden sound.
I crept out of bed,
And there my dad was found.
He's face was all pale it made me cry,
Mum started to shake she told this lie.
"Darling your Dad wont wake up he's gone to a better place",
" but mummy mummy why do you have tears on your face"?
She did'nt say nothing she was holding a gun,
I did'nt know what to do , should I hide or should I run?.
Daddy had a cut right across his head,
It was'nt five mintues he was tucked up in bed.
Even though I was only seven I kinda sussed it out,
But 1 week later I was saying bye dad bye mr.Sprout...
But do you really think my mum could have killed him?
But it's a question you cant ask and it haunts me to the rim.




 
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