Make a Smile, Lewy....Make a Smile....

Lewy was my favorite step-nephews, he was a fun child to play with. I would never hurt him, and if I were to touch that adorable little face in a bad way, Jon would be sure to kill me. I used to think, "How could Dakota marry such a rude man?" But I didn't bother to think that anymore after Lewy was born. Lewy and Haylee were their names. I never wanted to hurt them, god was I stupid. I was babysitting my niece and nephew, in this chaotic world. With a shotgun and a baseball bat, the kids were playing in their small playroom, upstairs. I kept an eye on them at all times, but my weapons I couldn't have around them. I sat down in a small chair, they were both playing with barbies. Lewy came up to me and asked me, "When can I see Renny, Uncle Reg?" He was 9 years old, and that kid was smart. "You'll see them later, Lewy. They're on vacation to Disney World!" I lied, I hated doing this. Dakota forced me to do it, she didn't want me to tell the kids about the zombies and the deaths."Disney World? I want to go to Disney World, Uncle Reg can you take me to Disney World?' He asked, happily. He handed me a toy car and one of the Barbie's legs. I smiled, they looked so happy, how could they live a life of lies? I told them I would be right back, as I heard banging. "MOMMY?!" Lewy shouted, and I heard his footsteps down the stairs. "Oh god no." I told myself, and I ran to get Lewy. The front door was wide open, I tripped down the stairs as I went to get him. I couldn't move, I saw Lewy standing in front of me he said, "Uncle Reg, why are you down here? Mommy is over there." He pointed to the kitchen which was near the front door. He ran inside the kitchen, I shouted, "NO LEWY, DON'T!" A scream was all I heard, then a cry. I ran to get the shotgun from the bathroom downstairs and ran to the kitchen, Lewy had blood on his arm and a zombie with an axe in its head was holding him. I ran over to the zombie and picked Lewy up and told him it was going to be okay. I ran to lock the front door and told Lewy to go wait upstairs, then I killed the damned zombie. I fired at the body multiple times, and fell to my knees. "Why the fuck do you always have to take them away from me!" I shouted and beat the body with the shotgun butt. I got up slowly and opened the front door again, I dragged the body out and threw it into the yard.Then I locked the door and closed it after doing so, I hurriedly ran upstairs still with the shotgun. Haylee was crying, and hiding behind a table, I looked and saw Lewy sitting in a corner of the room. "Lewy, are you okay?" He was crying, and holding his arm. I told him to show me what happened, a bloody bite was on his arm, its okay Haylee. Just stay where you are, I picked up Lewy and carried him into the bathroom downstairs. I put him into the bathtub and he asked, "Uncle Reg, why am I in here?" His teary voice made me cry, "Why are you crying, Uncle Reggy?" I smiled, tears still falling, "We're going to Disney World after you take a bath, Lewy. All three of us." He then told me the pain he was in from his arm, I didn't remove his clothes. But he was bleeding all over the tub, then he started to close his eyes, "Just make a smile, Lewy. Just make a smile. Just make a smile." He did so, and fell asleep. "Bastards, they can't take you away from me, Lewy! T...They just can't." I banged my fists on the side of the tub. Then I took the shotgun quickly and pointed it at Lewy, his eyes opened a bit, and i shot his head. Dropping the shotgun, it made a loud noise. "I'm so sorry, Lewy. I'm so sorry." I slowly closed the shower curtains and walked upstairs. "Haylee, it's okay." I told her, she was hiding in the corner Lewy was in. I picked her up and told her, "Lewy is at Renny's house. It's okay, he'll be back soon." I lied and began to slowly rock her to sleep.





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MEH I wrote this when Lewis and Haylee were born.
About a year ago. :3

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Tags: bloody, children, death, house, lol, people, pistols, shotguns, step-nephew, step-niece, More…weapons, zombies

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Comment by ♪♫ Dawn ♫♪ on March 17, 2010 at 8:57am
Lol JJ.... definitely tragic writing though.
Comment by North on March 17, 2010 at 8:43am
Lol v
Comment by JJ on March 15, 2010 at 2:01am
...that was a years worth of fermented goodness and tragic writing...I guess the moral of the story is "Watch your damn kids"

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