My Broken Angel

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So this is one I started writing at the end of year 5 (I think.) So a lot of it was written when I was between... 9 and 11.

Anyway, I used to think this was a wonderful idea but in the end I had better things to write about (and writers block) and so I kind of disowned this.

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.My Broken Angel.

Prologue

“Bye mum!” Amelia shouted and shut the door before her mother had a chance to reply. Amelia was an 11 year old girl who had long brown hair and tended to wear jogging pants when she wasn’t in school; her eyes were a bright brown and her lips were a pretty pink.  Amelia was so happy! Today was her and her best friend Katia’s 10th anniversary of being friends, she was going to her mine tonight to celebrate! She only had 2 friends in the world. Katia her best friend , and Brett who was her only friend in school. She was meeting him at the school.

“Brett!” She yelled when she saw him leaning at the gates. She ran waving towards him.

“What took you so long?” Brett shouted back , laughing. “ I thought I would be old by the time you got here!”

Amelia caught up to him and knocked his shoulder with hers.

She giggled slightly and only had a second before the bell went. She turned and ran inside with Brett beside her.

She walked out of school later that day at 3:30, Brett was still with her and they were talking and laughing. Brett was walking with her to Katia’s mine. 

“Did you hear miss?” Brett said “She swore! I cant believe that! I didn’t think teachers were allowed to swear!”

“Free will, my friend!” Amelia said logically “Free will.”

They giggled and carried on talking while they continued to face the way they were going.

“So how long ‘til Half term now?” Amelia asked to break the 1 second silence.

“We’ve only just started term!” Brett laughed back

“I know. But I’m bored already. And I think miss is to!”

They giggled even more as they walked by the side of a dark side street.

“Oi!” A males voice shouted from nearby! Amelia and Brett frantically twisted their heads searching for the voice but couldn’t see anyone.

They stood ,frozen as a figure walked across the road and then ran into the side street and layed themselves on the wall like there was a gun being held to their necks! 

Amelia was terribly afraid that there was going to be a gun to her neck soon. They both trembled but held straight. Both their faces showed fear. 

The man looked strong and his jacket was a shiny black leather, He had black wrist cuffs on with Silver metal spikes lining the edge. His jeans were scruffy and blue and his face was dirty and scarred! 

“Gimme everything you got! And nobody gonna get hurt!” The man yelled brutally!

Amelia and Brett automatically knelt down and started emptying their pockets of all their things:

Change;

Mobile phones;

Sweets etc.

The man walked over to collect his prize. He gave an untrusting laugh and told Brett to stand up and walk over into the darkening sky out of the side street. He turned around and Amelia saw her chance to do something, as he turned she kicked her leg so that it hit the mans groin. It didn’t seem to hurt him. The man gave her a fierce, angry look. 

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