Brisk cold December evening where the mood was not right and i knew today was the day that the world would stop turning. a tragic event was about to occur on this day the murder of the great John Lennon. I know I had to stop Mark Chapman from shooting him, with this knowledge of what time the killing would be placed. I put my knowledge into action immediately before i was to late to save the life of John Lennon. I knew little of the where about i could find something to stop Mark, as i was walking down 72ND street when i just noticed john just left in his glossy limo as it rolled down the street slowly. I saw the face of mark after getting the signature of john on his double fantasy album. but little did the photographer know that Mark was gonna kill John the moment he comes back to his new york apartment I could just stop him there but no must kill mark before he destroys something so great to so many people. I rushed over to the back alley behind the Dakota, the place where john lived. To find a metal pipe or a wooden club of some sort. after my scavenging, I found this damp cold metal 3 foot pole to hit mark with. I was all amped up on this wanting a hero for the history books then this though came to myself. the future outcome to this, what will happen when would he die in the future will he return to his drug ways so many thoughs rushing in and out my mind driving me mad but I knew this had to be done it's someones life i have to save not for myself but the entire world.
Good detail. I like the idea. Needs considerable polishing to correct, mechanical errors.
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