don't be afraid he said when he took his hand slowly drove him mad when he filled his hands with sand no on knew not even mother dear she just cleaned her shelves and her mind was struck with fear several years went by but nothing changed at all once I thought I heard the boy cry
thought he took a fall buut no no one knew what went on until it was too late he shot him no one knew anything about you and in the end everything seemed lost he could not defend his right to live all that he saw was a dead man shot by him not the pain he went through