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The Murder Of Jehovah's Witnesses

Contributed by Randyjohnson on Wednesday, 19th August 2015 @ 08:09:12 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



A family of Jehovah's Witnesses were having a picnic after they went to a convention.
When they met a group of Goth Teens, they learned that murder was their intention.
They talked to the teens because they had hoped to recruit them.
But what those teenagers did was horrible, dispicable and grim.
They forced the family into their cars with guns.
When they drove to a secluded area, they shot them one by one.
Two of the people they shot were small children.
But they didn't care, they shot again and again.
They shot each person through the eye.
Luckily, one of the children did not die.
He survived but because of that bullet, he's in bad shape.
When the cops found the teenagers, there was no escape.
I find this particularly upsetting because I'm a Jehovah's Witness as well.
Those evil teenagers were tried and each one was sentenced to life in jail.
Those grim and callous murders took place in the state where I live, in Tennessee.
God's judgement will be far more harsh than life in jail and I'm sure that you agree.




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Re: The Murder Of Jehovah's Witnesses (User Rating: 1 )
by xHeathenx on Thursday, 20th August 2015 @ 01:46:57 AM AEST
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Well damn, that's a grisly story indeed. As if goths didn't already have a bad enough image in the public's eyes.

Well-worded, lovely use of flow, and tells the story through what seems a lack of need for effort. :)


Re: The Murder Of Jehovah's Witnesses (User Rating: 1 )
by Archie on Thursday, 20th August 2015 @ 04:20:21 AM AEST
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This story is a testament to the evil of men. Those kids still have a chance at redemption if they learn their lesson and repent. Paul was in a way just like them. He probably carried the death of Stephen in his heart all his life. The depth of pain is always deep and it never quite goes away. When my brother died at the hands of a drunk driver I had to learn to forgive and stop asking god for vengeance.




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