Naked

December 8, 2010 § 2 Comments

photo by *Pete

I stood in the shower when my friend entered and put a pistol to my head. I put on a towel and ran into the living-room. There sat my sister with a butcher’s knife. I ran through the house and maneuvered around family members who gestured toward me with all kinds of weaponry. I came out on the lawn and found a pistol by the shrubbery. The people approached and I began shooting at them. The recoil made me drop my towel and I stood there naked on the lawn as the people stopped their advances and burst out laughing.

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