Old Shildon town - creative writing piece

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Candidate Name -Michaela Mitchell

Candidate Number - 6310

Centre Name - St John's School & Sixth Form College, A Catholic Academy

Centre Number - 43309        

Word Count – 1,695

Old Shildon Town

The bus ride into jolly old Shildon was an experience to say the least; the highlight had to be seeing the bright yellow and blue sign ‘Shildon, Cradle of the Railways’ yeah right, more like ‘cradle of the chavs’. The long ride up Busty Bank was one of the longest I’ve ever been on, and to be perfectly frank I didn’t think we were going to make it. The view from the window wasn’t terrible to begin with, the landscape was beautiful, deep green fields rolling one into another, however the view soon dramatically changed, it turned into terraced houses and take-aways, and I was beginning to see why people called Shildon the ‘Take-Away Town’.

Upon my arrival at the King William bus stop, known to the locals as the King Willy I was surprised by the amount of school children that swarmed the stand, crowds of little faces in Mulberry jumpers who seemed to have absolutely no regard for the people around them. As I made my way off the bus, I was surprised by what I heard in passing, stories of ‘slags’, ‘drugs’ and new relationships; I have to admit I had a little laugh to myself, oh the joys of being 13.

I knew as soon as I stepped off the bus and looked around; I knew that my weekend in Shildon was going to be something that I wouldn’t forget in a long time. I have been told that one of the main spots in this town was ‘up the street’ which to normal people like you and me, is the local high street. With its huge green arch announcing that you were in fact in Shildon it was all looking good.

So I set off on my journey with high expectations of Topshop and House of Fraser, sadly I was disappointed. Would you like to know what I found? A street that consisted of take-aways, charity shops and hairdressers, perfect if you need food, second hand clothes or your hair cut, but if the people of Shildon are wanting anything else they won’t find it ‘up the street’.

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As I got to the top of the street there was the town centre, it had all the makings of a beautiful place that the whole town could enjoy together. Unfortunately the place has been taken over by the youths of Old Shildon Town and it no longer had the grace and elegance that it was intended. The once pristine fountain which used to be the focal point in the town centre I’m sure, was now filled with litter and take-away boxes instead of water, and the youths had obviously decided to give it a make-over with things such as ...

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