Billy The Kid

*The crowd was silent, atleast three dozen people were standing watching. Billy the kid, the young man who already had committed so many crimes everyone knew his name, even some children. Here he was, standing Infront of the courthouse, moving back and forth along the balcony as he told us that as long as we didn’t get in his way, he wouldn’t have to hurt anyone else. Already having completed two killings in his escape. As Billy struggled to get his shackles off his ankles with a miners pin, he was taking his sweet time as we had been standing here for a while. Yet no one helped or tried to stop him, out of love or fear for the kid.*