Monday, February 1, 2010

Excerpt from "A Gun Without Bullets" by Nick Medina

Todd wrapped his fingers around the gun and lifted it from the trunk. It only came out on days like this one, when Todd thought about ending it all. He put the barrel to his temple and pulled the trigger. The gun clicked. He pulled the trigger again and again. He knew he wouldn’t die because as far as he knew, the gun had never been loaded; he’d never bought any ammunition, but he couldn’t help but wonder if he’d be any happier with a bullet in his brain. If he had bought bullets for the gun he probably would have used them, or at least one of them, long ago.

He couldn’t though. Suicide’s the coward’s way out according to his father. It’s for those who don’t have the courage to face reality. Todd always hated when his father said that. How could he face reality when he didn’t know what reality was?

His reality, as much as he could tell, was much like the gun’s: useless and empty. He was as useful, powerful and respected as a gun without bullets.

Nick Medina is a young author from Chicago, Illinois. He has recently been published by Screams of Terror Magazine, The New Flesh, Black Petals Magazine, Deadman's Tome, Dark and Dreary Magazine and The Monsters Next Door. To read more of his work, or to contact him with questions or comments, visit his Web site.

Read the rest of Nick Medina's story in Tainted Tea's Winter 2010 issue, available for download later this month.

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