/lit/ - Literature

little johnny arsons pulled out his gun, swung it arround the room, "now who the the wants to fuck with me?" tears where roling down his chin "what? you want something?".
the people arround him just stared,"i said who the fuck wants to start shit" no reply. little johnny arsons went up to a tall man. he shot him in his face, the surprise turned into an expressionless stare. the little boy cried. the people arround him panicked one was trying to sneak to the window, a bullet hit his left hip and johnny already stood over him before he fell, he wiped his tears off and shot him in his chest.


to be continued....