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Like father, like daughter.
In many different ways.
Inseparable from the beginning.
Till cruel fate takes a twisted turn.
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I’ve been told she’s just like me. The same wavy hair, heads as round as cantaloupes, almond shaped eyes oozing with chocolate brownness, concave noses, dimpled chins, oval faces. The only difference, I’m a grown-up man and she’s a tiny four-year-old. Even her laugh echoes mine, wild and chaotic. When she walks, her legs move […]She’s Just Like Me by Terveen Gill — Gobblers & Masticadores
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Ommigosh, how horrible!
Very tragic! Lives lost to carelessness… ☹️
wow! this is hard hitting ! i didn’t see this coming, and nor did he; was this intentional? the gun was under lock and key so I suppose it was 🙁 how horrible !
I suppose being careless has its consequences. Guns need to be away from most hands. Thanks John!
being careless always has its consequences; there’s a mess left behind…
Wow, thanks for so creatively exposing the idiocy of guns. As I said on the site where I first read this, why do we even play with toy guns? Do we play with toy guillotines and electric chairs?
Stupidity seems to be appealing to many. Weapons and people don’t mix well. Thanks for your wise words, Geoff.
My God what an ending, shocking! But I didn’t expect anything less shocking from your creative pen.
Thank you so much, Cassa. Guns can only create shockwaves,…
Excellent write, Terveen. What an ending…😊
Thanks so much, Jeff. Deeply appreciate it!
The atmosphere of impending doom was palpable right from the very start of this piece! This is a remarkable thing to achieve in this short format! Wow! You are awesome at this, Terveen!👍🏼😮
I really appreciate it, Aaysid. Glad you felt the pulse of the piece. 🙂
Wow, that’s such a surprise ending. I get it she’s his daughter, but I didn’t expect the sad ending. Just imagine how fragile we are–one little bullet will finish it all. I mean all the anguish, all the hopes, and all the turmoils.
It’s a very high price to pay for carelessly playing with danger. Guns (toy or real) are no one’s friends. Thanks so much.