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Creative Writing

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The Wasteland. Mrs Sowter. Christy Wright. I've never been accepted. "Freak." And "Monster" were the names I heard day in and day out for the last four years. That's why, when I got approached by The Mavericks I thought things were looking up for me. Little did I know, things were about to go whirling out of control. It was a piercingly cold day, my hands were raw, I was doing my usual paper round, thinking of giving it up, in hope of bed-ridden mornings and no more bags' under my eyes. I'd given my last paper to a elderly woman leaving her house to check the milkman had been. He hadn't. He had stopped coming years ago and then I headed back to the Newfield Newsagent and collected my pay. Twenty pound is what I got paid for getting up at six in the morning, every morning. I made my way across the snow covered field, my feet making firm, strong crunching noises... But wait, why could I hear four footsteps instead of two? I twirled around, SMACK. ...read more.


They were all wearing black suits and black hats. I was with the Mavericks. "I need to go, I need..." I stopped mid sentence as I saw a gun being pulled from Tall Man number two, coat jacket. "You'll stay right there. Since we saved your life, we can end it too. I think you owe us a favour don't you?" I gulped. I tried to slow my heartbeat down, afraid that they would hear it. "Just.. Just let me go. I'll do anything." I whimpered. When I said I'd do anything, I didn't think that they would ask me to do what they did next... "THERE HE IS! RUN!" Joe screamed, I ran, I fell, I got up and ran again. They wouldn't let me stop; they will kill me if I gave up on them, if I backed down. We were trying to catch Freddy's dad, a multi-millionaire jewel extraordinaire. Freddy, the newest member of The Mavericks was running ahead of me, I felt sorry for him. ...read more.


I'd heard it before, when Joe had make me kill a poor innocent man because Joe didn't like the way he looked at him. I hoped Freddy was ok, I really dd. I sprinted to escape from the wasteland, maybe I could get away now? No-one was around, I saw a entrance to a huge warehouse, maybe I could make it? One look behind me pushed my doubts away. I rushed toward the door, just before I managed to let out a sigh of relief. A heavy hand clamped down on my shoulder. "I don't think so Jonathon. You know the rules. Now you'll pay." A muffled laugh, a shout. "HE'S HERE!" the hand that was tightly clamped down on my shoulder, let go. I was going to get it now, I really was. Then I heard heavy footsteps, not running toward me, but running away from me. This was it? They were letting me go? "JONATHAN, HERE. NOW!" I heard Joe scream. But I was already running. And running. Away from the violence and the crime. Running away. I was finished with the Mavericks, And I never looked back. ?? ?? ?? ?? 4 ...read more.

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