Tell My Son To Hold Unto His Gun

ets and blood all around. I gave him a slow sidelong look and anger began to spread over me like fever. this bastard must die I screamed, reloaded my gun and f

my shoulder. The disappearance of my father kept haunting me, but the thrill of having killed the evil monster overpowered my desire to look for him any further. He might be home by now I thought and headed home. A few kilometers away from the river I saw a piece of cloth like that of my father hanging on a branch of a tree. I hurried to take a closer look, and behind the tree of that branch was the head of my father. I was filled with rage that instant and my heart felt as if it was being pricked by a needle. I opened my hunting bag and smashed the

very moment your mother fell victim to this evil monster you just killed. That is why your father brought you to the farm so early today. You mean my father to knew about this ? Yes he did But why my family? Why Me. That's a good question. A spiritual leader had predicted a long ago that the first son of the first woman to fall victim to the evil monster had been destined to conquer and eradicate it. So why was my father killed by the monster. As I said your father's death was a spiritual sacrifice. He was killed by two of the royal palace executioners. That is why you found his clothes on the branch. Go forth with the clothes and the two heads home for burial. They will not mourn your father's death. W