Jennie Got a Gun

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Other  |  House: Abandoned

This is based off the song Jennie Got a Gun by Aerosmith.

The door to my room opening pulled me from my sleep. I saw the silhouette of my father as he came towards the bed. It was too dark to see his face, but I knew he had that smile on his face, his salesman smile. He came closer and I held my breath as I felt his hand touch my calf and slowly slid up.

“Jennie baby daddy is feeling lonely.”

I tried to pretend I was asleep as his hand reached my knee.

“I know you are awake baby. Be a good girl for daddy.”

I tried to kick him, but he caught my leg by the ankle.

“If you want it rough then I can do that too you little tease.”

He started pulling me towards him by my ankle, but I reached under my pillow. My sweaty palm touched the handle of the gun and I pulled it. My hand was shaking as I pointed it at him.

“Get out now.”

“You little fucking whore,” he screamed as he lunged for me.

I pulled the trigger and the first shot hit him in the shoulder spinning him around slightly. I scrambled back towards the head of my bed as I pulled the trigger again. He screamed as the second bullet hit him in the side.

It was weird like time slowed down or something as he turned and stumbled towards the door. He was nearly out the door when the spell broke and I pulled the trigger twice more. The first hit the door, but the second caught him in the back and he fell forward half out the door.

I guess I zoned out again because I suddenly heard my mother screaming at me.

“What have you done Jennie?”

“What have I done? You knew what he was doing and did nothing.” I raised the gun and shot her.

She was still breathing as she hit the floor and I considered shooting her again, but something stopped me. I felt calm like this was just some movie or game and not real as I got up and started getting dressed. I dumped my school bag on the floor and stuffed clothes into it.

I had to step over my father as I walked out of the room. My mother was in the hall trying to get to her room. I walked over and shot her in the head.

I was only a block away when the first police car raced by. It wouldn’t take them long to come looking for me so I ran. I have no clue where I planned on going, but they cut me off until I ended up down by the river. I was surrounded and the cops were all hiding behind their cars as I stood there. I had nothing left so I pulled the gun from my pocket and started raising it at them when I heard a gun shoot.


Submitted: January 30, 2021

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Joe Stuart

Your post on the forum prompted me to have a look at this story, Gypsy. It is much shorter than I expected, but well written and intensely dramatic. In my humble opinion, the ending is perfect, except I would have used the word 'gunshot' rather than 'gun shoot'. This is an excellent story that is bound to stir up readers' emotions.

Sat, January 30th, 2021 9:07pm

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Thank you for reading Mr. Stuart. I'll admit I did post in the forums hoping to get some people to maybe read and comment on my stuff. I'll check out your suggestion. Thank you again.

Sun, January 31st, 2021 5:58am

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