Daddy, It Hurts
"Daddy, it hurts," the little boys said. His father examined the wound on his arm. It was very deep. "Don't worry, it's just a scratch," the father said.
He picked up his gun and loaded it with bullets. As the moaning sound grew louder, the father said, "I love you". Then he put his gun to the boy's head and pulled the trigger.
Note: rwar