Alone - creative writing.

GCSE ENGLISH COURSEWORK Alone

Oh my god not another clear blue advert, is everyone pregnant?

There she was sitting in the doctor’s surgery, watching the white clock on the wall, ticking away.
She had never felt so alone, she wished her mum was there with her, to give her support and show that smile that said everything was going to be alright.

She was wondering if the other people in the surgery could guess, she looked normal enough with her smooth blond hair tied neatly in a pony tail.

She hated the doctors it reminded her of injections and the smell of disinfectant, which made her feel nauseous.

The waiting room was full of people chatting about there problems, usually at this time of night she would be at home safe and warm having dinner. Suddenly the sound of her name made her jump, and the hairs on the back of her neck stand on end. She walked slowly to the doctor’s door, she paused and wondered whether or not to go in, then the door was flung open and there stood the doctor come in. Take a seat here please, “the results came back positive, you are pregnant”.

She felt numb, and she did not speak, “do you understand what I am saying to you” She looked away in disbelief. Her breath was rapid and tears began to flow down her face, ‘how could this happen’ she had only done it the one time, His voice was echoing in her head, “nothing will happen it is your first time”.

She turned the key in the door, the door to her warm cozy life, but she still felt alone no one knew her secret and she could not share it with anyone, she could smell her mothers cooking, ...

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She turned the key in the door, the door to her warm cozy life, but she still felt alone no one knew her secret and she could not share it with anyone, she could smell her mothers cooking, “Had a good day sweetheart”, “not bad but I have a stomach ache I’m going for a lie down. She began to feel dizzy from the heat and ran up to the bathroom and was sick. She walked into her bedroom and wrapped her self in a big blanket, by now her mascara was streaked down her cheeks.

Later that evening her mother came to check on her, and gave her a hot water bottle, she would have given anything to be able to share this with her mother, to have a hug and a cry with her.

She entered his flat, it was cold and she shivered, the electric had gone off he was sat on the sofa looking at her. There was a lump in her throat she couldn’t speak, finally when she got her voice back she blurted out “I’m pregnant” he just sat there with no emotion on his face, he was twenty but at times he seemed a lot younger even younger than her, there had always been a problem with her being fifteen and him being twenty. All he wanted to know was whether she was going to have an abortion and if so who was going to pay for it.

Suddenly she felt short of air, and said she needed a walk, he told her that he would ring her tomorrow and they could have a chat.

She walked in the darkness of the mid November night shivering, Thoughts whirling through her head that she wanted to turn off. But one particular thought was that she was so alone, no friends to confide in, unable to tell her mother and her boyfriend, who was only bothered about himself, his social life and his money or lack of it.

Four days later the phone rang, but it wasn’t for her, She began to feel more alone, he must have got scared she thought, but so was she and she had no one, and he had just left her, Alone. She prayed to god that it would go away. She knew it was wrong to feel this way but she hated it, this growth inside her growing bigger living off her each day.

One night the pain in her stomach was unbearable, but she was still alone and suffering in silence, her body was wracked with pain, but for some reason she felt guilty, maybe she disserved this pain, maybe this was happening because she had prayed for it to go away, this pain carried on through the night and into Sunday morning, the pain in her body was so intense she wanted to scream for her mother but should she, should she tell her or should she try to keep it her secret once this growth was out of her body, everything would be back to normal, she would have the same warm cozy life back again, and this would become a bad dream. The pain steadily got worse, and the only thing to do was to push this growth from her body. Suddenly with one last searing, burning pain, it was out, the growth was out, with fear she looked down and there it was, not a growth but her baby, pink and alone in need of her protection and love, yes she did need her mother, just like her baby needed her.

She heard the words being shouted from her lips, with in seconds her mother was by her side, with tears in her mothers eyes, and that smile that said everything was going to be alright. She lay back and gently kissed her babies head. And smiled everything is going to be alright, WE ARE NOT ALONE.

By Samantha Loseby