Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-25326117-20150317015029

Author's Note:  This is something that might need to be lengthen, I am not sure what I can add to it. Please be sure to comment about this story.

"Mommy, the mean girl hurt me!" Lucy screamed as she pointed her index finger at a stunned Michele. Michele had only pushed the girl out of the way, she couldn't let the little girl's coffin rest on her conscience, if she had been crushed by the collapsing shelf of toys. Twenty-one-year-old Michele Baxter was only in the toy section to buy a Christmas gift for her four-year-old nephew, she didn't want any of this drama.

Lucy's mother just got off the phone with her boyfriend, Ricky. The thirty-three-year-old single mother had told her seven-year-old daughter not to go far. However, the little blonde was too innocent to listen. She skipped several feet ahead of her mom, her heavy curls bouncing with each step she hopped. The little girl stopped as she caught a glance of something shiny on the very top of a shelf. She smiled and threw several action figures onto the floor, as she began to climb.

"I'm telling you, Ricky, I know your mom means well, but she just can't keep bossing me around like that.  I'm not a whore, y'know!" Lucy's mother muttered in the distance, unaware that her daughter just snatched up the glistening thing, which was revealed to be a remote-controlled car. Lucy began to feel the shelf topple and wobble, it was falling. Lucy didn't want to die, she was afraid of heights.

"Mama!" she yelled and she closed her eyes, fearing for the impact of her small, fragile body being crushed to the cold, hard, white-tiled floor.

Michele heard the shriek and caught the little girl. The little girl opened her grayish-blue eyes, which instantly filled with water. She screamed and a large crowd formed. Lucy's mother dropped her red flip phone and rushed to her daughter's side. "You pedophile, get your hands off my little angel!" Lucy's mom yelled as she grabbed her daughter from Michele's arms.

"Miss, I was just trying to-" Michele tried to explain, but Lucy's mom was too smart to listen. She knew her daughter was innocent. Her daughter knew no wrong. Her little Lucy was a saint. How dare this woman have her daughter in her arms! How dare her try to hush the girl's terrified shrills! How dare her!

"Lucy, get behind mommy!" Lucy's mother barked.

"Why mommy-" Lucy tried to ask.

"Lucy, just get behind mommy!" Lucy's mother screeched.

The little girl rushed behind her mother's back. Lucy's mother pulled out a loaded gun from her leather brown purse. She pointed it squarely at Michele's head. "How dare you touch my child!" Lucy's mother screamed with her white teeth bared and her finger tightly coiled to the gun.

Michele saw that a crowd was forming, she tried to calm this insane woman. Some people tried to stop her, but Lucy's mother had released a gunshot before any of them could do a thing. The bullet went right through Michele's forehead and Michele hit the messy floor of action figures and the damaged shelf with a THUNK.

The police came a while later, the crowd had fled to the parking lot. The cops rushed into the store and apprehended the enraged mom and the terrified child.  