I walked home slowly. As I pace , I could hear my footsteps echoing. I started to get the feeling someone was stalking me. I quickly steady myself and rush home. I come to the bend of the corner shop and I go in. I feel relieved, now knowing I'm safe inside a shop. The owner of the shop looks at me confused. "Dear, are you going to buy something?" He asked. I stood there not knowing what to say. "Er...umm..sorry I'm not sure...I will come back later," I responded back.
I hurried out of the shop. I look down to see chewing gum setting down on the floor. This is my area. Where the bad boys are. I live in a flat with 3 bedrooms. My sister, my dad and I. My mum had left us when I was 5. So I'm not quite sure what she looks like. But she must been a real bitch, if she left my dad hanging. He must of had a lot of pressure looking after us.
'There is only one more corner' I say to myself. I walk two more steps and here is the corner. Some one is waiting. I hear their footsteps tapping to the rythm of the music. I ignore him and walk away, only to be stopped by a hand on my shoulder...
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The one true Love
Ficção AdolescenteThis is a story about a typical 10th grader. A typical teenager with a normal life until Terrence Howard steps into her life. He is the bad boy transferred from a private boys school. Everyone sees him as handsome and fit. But Chanade doesn't seem t...
