“I don’t understand,” Mr. Very repeated himself. “If the Indian was a dead shot, and the gun was loaded then how come that your sister died and your arm got torn?
Miss Q collected herself “no, you see what really happen Mr. Very.” “Just as Raymondu was about to shoot the beast he accidently tripped, causing the gun to go of. The bullet only grazed the cats ear, thus making it even more aggressive”
Mr. Very glanced down at the petition paper, and thought about the meatloaf that was eagerly waiting for him at the dinner table.
Miss Quinner cleared her throat and continued, “then the beast jumped towards my sister and attacked her, in an attempt to save her I ran towards the cat and tried to fight it off”. Mr. Very nodded politely.
“But instead of saving my sisters life I ended up with this” she said showing the scars on her hand.
“If Raymondu hadn’t used his gun to club off the cat I would have suffered the same fate as my sister”.
“So even though I lost my sister that day, Raymondus gun ended up saving our lives”.
“I still don’t see why you still don’t want to sign the petition” Mr. Very asked.
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