50 Word Story: Untitled
We found a turtle.
Me and my dad were out playing at the golf club. Its shell was cracked.
We took it home.
After four years the crack healed.
We would let it walk in the driveway.
The next door neighbour’s kid Tyler killed it with a brick.
My parents went over the neighbour’s house.
“Your son did this!”
“Oh”, and they grounded him.
The parents were good people but the son was a bad egg.