The Murder Of Jehovah's Witnesses

A family of Jehovah's Witnesses were having a picnic after they went to a convention.
When they met a group of Goth Teens, they learned that murder was their intention.
They talked to the teens because they had hoped to recruit them.
But what those teenagers did was horrible, dispicable and grim.
They forced the family into their cars with guns.
When they drove to a secluded area, they shot them one by one.
Two of the people who they shot were young children.
But they didn't care, they shot again and again.
They shot each person through the eye.
Luckily, one of the children did not die.
He survived but because of that bullet, he's in bad shape.
When the cops found the teenagers, there was no escape.
I find this particularly upsetting because I'm a Jehovah's Witness as well.
Those evil teenagers were tried and each one was sentenced to life in jail.
Those grim and callous murders took place in the state where I live, in Tennessee.
God's judgement will be far more harsh than life in jail and I'm sure that you agree.

(Sadly, this is a true story.)






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