Red Walls

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Anxious screams lie in the air.
People’s faces swollen with tears.
Sirens out in the distance.
Police men perplexed.

Friends and relatives screaming.
Big plastic bags with a zipper.
Forensics at the scene,
Taking pictures.

Two guns,
1 knife,
A roll of duct tape,
A hammer.

A man lyng on the floor,

Painted with blood.
Red walls.

By J. Rugger, 16,  John F. Kennedy School, Berlin, Germany

Red Walls

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