Sugar and Spice

The childhood poem “Sugar and spice and everything nice, that’s what little girls are made of” suddenly seemed so funny to her 6-year-old mind, as she stomped on his coloring book reciting the poem louder and louder.

“Snakes and snails and puppy dog tails” is more like it she giggled, enjoying the satisfaction of ruining the class bully’s precious art work.

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Revenge

“Don’t shoot him,” I ordered the soldier who was about to squeeze the trigger on the hapless 10-year old son of the slain terrorist leader lying supine on the ground. Next moment, I felt the cold blade of the army knife the boy had snatched from its holster in my belt and driven in one fell swoop into my stomach and the triumphant glint in his little eyes with the hand holding the blood-dripping knife hanging loosely by his side.

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The Truth Seeker

“David Harold Ashley, I’ve told you dozens of times thinking vulgar thoughts about girls is a sin and now I catch you masturbating in spite of knowing you’re headed straight for hell!!” After Mom ranted out and slammed the door of her thirteen-year-old’s room, he retied his bathrobe, turned on the computer and googled “atheism”.

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