Shop for the last time

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I was sent out of the house. Mother didn’t want to see me anywhere in the house. Although, she did give me my share of the money and I wasn’t going to waste time in spending it. Who cares if Father has a go at me? Telling me I should help Mother with the shopping or the maintenance of the place. I don’t think so. So I went down to the main place where I buy all my clothes. Hell yeah. Clothes shopping here I come!!

I wanted to see someone I knew, especially Jake because after what happened, I think we needed to talk. About Him, about what would/ could possibly happen to us now that it was over between me and Duncan. Would we get together? If we did, would we make the perfect couple like I’d always wanted?

I sat dreaming this all out, sitting at the back of the bus into Town. It was nice to sit there and watch the outside go by without affecting me. This is what I wanted really. A life in peace. Maybe I could become a writer or a Fashion designer. I did always fancy myself to be designing something to do with Fashion. I should consider this as a big career change and I would wish to continue on this path. Maybe my mother would actually then take some interest in me and possibly help me reach this future. Then I could date Jake and we’d be happy. Something in my life would go right. I could always work things out with Anna… We’d still have everything in tact right?

I hadn’t realized that I had been daydreaming for so long. Long enough for the bus to suddenly reach the Town Centre bus stop and for me to get off the bus itself. I almost didn’t make it, but I constantly had to ring the bell before I got the attention of the driver and he opened the door for me and I jumped out. But not before I gave a friendly wave to the driver to say thanks.

I hoped I didn’t have to bump into anyone in town. It would be annoying to notice anyone from school, because they would then begin to question my behaviour. There was always someone wanting to know my business. Someone always wanting to know about my relationship status with Duncan. Like I was going to tell them. They probably had a crush on Duncan or something.

I wandered around the streets. In and out of different stores and picking up items and putting them back down because I really couldn’t find what I wanted to buy. Maybe Clothes shopping was more easier to do.

Deciding that this was the time to clothe shop, I took a detour down a side alleyway. It was quieter, and I was trusting the fact that it was light that nothing would happen. But I did sense a sort of presence behind me, but when I looked I just saw a busy street. I shrugged this of, thinking it was just a cat stalking me because it felt like it.

I never did think I would die young. You hear it on the news, happening all over the place. Maybe I just thought that I would be avoiding it for a bit, before I died of old age and a good life. But honestly? I didn’t suspect anyone following me. Before long, I felt the creepiness set in, and I moved to walk faster. Wanting to be out of this alley way but it was difficult. The alley way seemed to be growing with every footstep.

I felt my throat close up, forcing me to cough. It felt like I was closed in a space, my fear getting the better of me. It was damned daylight for God’s Sake! Then it happened. As quick as that; pushing into my back, spiking me with death as it retracted and dropped to the floor, clattering and then footsteps echoing back down the alleyway, away from my now collapsed body. Life seeped away from me as I laid there, clutching at my life. Who would tell my parents?

There were more footsteps now. How long had I been here? People talking to me, telling me that I’d be alright if I kept talking to them. What’s the point? I was going to die. I’d lost too much blood. I felt so faint that I closed my eyes. They shouted at me, but I ignored them. I finally let go. People poking me and prodding me, the sensation finally faded and I drew myself away.

What happens now I ask? Do I go to Heaven where amazing things await me? Or do I just fade completely?

Like usual, I am the last to know what happens.

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