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 Along the street, where the alley cat lay sleeping was a small, but very humble dairy. The dairy had only three windows and one chimney. The door was very worn out and the floors creaked, but funnily enough, Depak the dairy owner loved it. Depak was 40 years old and lived with his son, Caleb. Caleb despised his father as he was responsible for his Mothers death, so Depak would make small talk with the confectionery and laugh at his own jokes.   On one fateful day, when the ice froze over the valley, Depak had a customer, one of the crazy sorts, his name was Bob and he started rambling on claiming that he brought a packet of smokes, although he hadn’t and despites Depak’s attempts of calming Bob down, Bob continued to pester Depak about buying the packet of smokes and instead of solving the problem in a kind and orderly manner Bob drew a gun to Depak’s head.   “BANG!” birds flew off the roof of the dairy, people screamed in horror, and Caleb, Depak’s son stood in disbelief. Blood came rushing out of Depak’s wound. “Help!” he moaned, yet Caleb would not go to his fathers aid and in more than two minutes had Depak finally bled to death.   Caleb still standing away from his father’s body finally plucked up the courage to help his father. But by that time it was too late. Meanwhile Bob was standing around the back of the dairy peering through the small window and all along Bob had a plan, one that would hopefully send Depak and his son out of the dairy so that Bob could own it.As he stood there with a wild look in his eye and he had a little smirk on his face.  <span style="COLOR: #e04d4d; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 90%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"> “Dad!” He shrieked as Caleb slowly walked up to his father, the sight was unbearable it was as though a bunch of maggots had torn through his head. <span style="COLOR: #e04d4d; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 90%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"> Caleb’s head was faced to the ground and a small tear fell from the tip of his eyes.Then he stood up, took a deep breath in and said three little words, the three words that were so hard to even whisper that he muttered it softly to himself “I forgive you”. <span style="COLOR: #e04d4d; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 90%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"> <span style="COLOR: #e04d4d; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 90%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"> “Dad, Dad” moaned Caleb’s children from the backyard “just hold on“replied Caleb. It had been thirteen years since the accident and Caleb had kids of his own, 28 to be precise and he still owned the dairy. Caleb was in debt, 20,000 dollars in debt, he was in so much debt that he originally had 56 kids and had to sell 28 of them just so he could pay off half of his bill. <span style="COLOR: #e04d4d; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 90%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"> <span style="COLOR: #e04d4d; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 90%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"> Meanwhile a wealthy eighteen year old school girl called Jenny was walking towards the dairy and heard moaning coming from the back. Jenny had known of Caleb’s money problems and had asked him countless times if he and his family would move in with her. “your children, I take it” she said in a stern voice “Yes” he said solemnly “Well I have enough room at my house and I’m offering you a place to live, free of charge” the room was quiet for the next three minutes .“I’ll take you up on your offer” he replied blushing as he said it “Well you can move in as soon as you want” and no sooner had she said those words had he started packing. <span style="COLOR: #e04d4d; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 90%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"> <span style="COLOR: #e04d4d; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 90%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"> Caleb’s life was back on track he had a great job and a brand new wife. But Caleb was still troubled, troubled as to who killed his father “It was that man who wanted the smokes” he said “I remember him as he left the dairy that night my dad got shot”. <span style="COLOR: #e04d4d; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 90%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"> <span style="COLOR: #e04d4d; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 90%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"> Jenny had gone out that night and arrived home around ten o’clock, but as she got inside she forgot about locking the doors of the dairy. So she hopped back in her car and left to the dairy. She ran inside as soon as she got their and checked all the merchandise then she checked the cash register and was ready to leave, then she saw someone lurking in the shadows “who are you?!” She said firmly, then he stepped out of the shadows, It was Bob he had a gun in his pocket and he drew it to Jenny’s head “Please, put it down” her voice was shaking as she was talking “BANG!” jenny fell to the ground, the bullet had pierced her head just like that of Depak’s. <span style="COLOR: #e04d4d; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 90%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"> <span style="COLOR: #e04d4d; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 90%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"> “Local Dairy owner Jenny Smith died by a firearm two days ago and this concludes three news, I’m Jessica Harper” “And I’m Jackson Weather”. <span style="COLOR: #e04d4d; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 90%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"> Caleb sat in front of the T.V shocked his heart beating fast, continuous streams of tears fell down his face. The next day Caleb lay on his bed alone and he had sold the dairy and killed his kids <span style="COLOR: #e04d4d; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"> <span style="FONT-SIZE: 90%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">THE END!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! By Sam D

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