Edward

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Edward Lawson,or Eddie for short. He preferred being called Eddie,it was less formal,it suited his personality more. His childhood had been and gone,now twenty one is in university after years of hard work and dedication paying off. Eddie was walking through the same park in Rochdale,night time was drawing in. The dark slowly consuming the streets.
Eddie was dressed in dark jeans,a pair of white trainers,a grey university hoodie and a rain jacket. His hood was pulled firmly over his head to stop his sort brown hair from plastering his face. Eddie had brown glistening orbs,full of happiness and fond memories of past. His hands were shoved into his jeans pocket,fiddling with the spare change that had been thrown into them.
Eddie was now approaching the other end of the lake,the moon now reflecting off of it. The rain was slowly coming to a halt as the clouds parted and the stars shone through. Eddie stopped for a moment before glancing around him. The park was silent. Except for one lone figure sitting under an old oak tree.

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