Revenge of the Kin

By Aidan

Peter was in his car off to get revenge on his brother's murders and return the football his brother had won. Peter had an address book with all the Franklin Browns in the area of Virginia, Maryland, Pennsylvania, DC, West Virginia and New Jersey. Lucky for him there was only 22 Franklin Browns in that area. He was going to search nearest to farthest. He started to search right away. He started with Franklin Brown on Glebe Rd., then on Military Rd. then on Utah St. and time and time again they never matched how the witnesses had described him. Peter had tried almost every Franklin Brown on his list he had one more Main St., New Jersey.
Peter walked up to the door sure that this was the right Franklin and knocked on the door. When someone answered it Peter looked up to see that the man was exactly what the witnesses had said he looked like. When Peter finally started to talk he had realized that he had not thought of what to say if he did find the right Franklin. So he made some thing up on the spot and said.
“Is this the Franklin Brown residence”? “ What’s it to ya” said Franklin.
Peter knew that was a yes in gang language.
“Well I’m selling cookies for the kids with cancer and I was wondering if you would like to buy some,” asked Peter.
Franklin shut the door in his face and let out a big yes. “But know how am I going to get the football and get revenge on this Franklin Brown person”, he thought to himself. He drove over to the nearest hotel got a room a blue print and stayed up all night coming up with a plan.
His plan was not that genius after all but he thought it would work. He got ready for his revenge. Peter went over his plan many times before he was ready. Then finally he walked out the door with an evil grin on is face.
Peter walked up to the murderers house and knocked on the door.
“Hello” said Franklin. “Hi, Yes I’m Joe the plumber coming to fix your pipes,” said Peter. “Oh yes the plumber come in. Follow me” said Franklin.
Franklin turned his back to Peter. Peter took out his gun and BANG Franklin was gone. He ran back to his car and drove to the hotel. Peter turned on the T.V. and turned it to the news.
“Hello ladies and gentlemen braking news a John Randal has been reported to have been killed” announced the news reporter.
The house in the back round looked like the house Franklin. It was his house! He had killed the wrong person. He realized that he did not even look for the ball he just killed a guy. What was he turning into…