Creative Response for “On the Sidewalk Bleeding”

DRAFTING
Directions: Create your Literary Response below. Be sure to keep Evan Hunter’s
style and message. Use your pre-writing step(s) to assist you.

Here we go, the final spin, the last shot. After this I can
go home and get away from the club. I can’t do it
anymore. This shot’s gotta be the one to finish the job.
The club wanted this guy dead and now that we’re here I
can’t let this opportunity pass me by. He’s slowly
spinning the gun, sweating and afraid. If he doesn’t blow
his head off, I’ll have to do it myself. He finally let the gun
stop.
‘You know Tigo, I liked getting to know you. Hopefully
this shot won’t blow away our Sunday plans.” says Danny
cheerfully.
“Same here man, I can’t wait.” I mumble uneasily.
“Something wrong?” questions Danny
“Nah nah , it’s just that this shot can change a lot you
know? Maybe we shouldn’t do it.” I suggested
“No man, we got to, one more shot and it’s over”
reasons Danny.
“Two shots” I say while reaching into my jacket pocket.
Then Danny quickly draws his gun at me, and I pull out a
solid black Desert Eagle. This went from Russian Roulette
to a game of quick draw. Whoever pulls the trigger first
wins. I need to be that winner. Danny ducked under the
table, and I backed away only to see him emerge from
under it and fire. A shiny bullet pierced the wall and then
II fired the second shot. It grazed caught his arm but then
a couple of men entered. They were cops that got
reports of gunshots. They’d heard us from the basement.
They saw our guns and shot us on sight. I don’t
remember anything else about that day except the fact
that I’m alive and Danny’s dead. He was dead and gone.
His soul likely lost wondering where it should go. He was
a good person who did bad things to others. I would’ve
loved to be friends, but we couldn’t, it was for the club.
They said I gotta stay with them or they’ll kill me and my
girl. Sorry Dan, it wasn’t personal.