"Dylan! Can you come inside?," Dylan's mom yelled from the backdoor. "I'll be right there mom!," he wanted to examine the gun some more, but he couldn't keep his mom waiting. He threw the gun away and went inside.
As the boy threw it behind his back, it landed over the hedge on the pavement. Now it only took a few minutes before someone else saw it lying there.
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