English Coursework: Autobiography

The phone started ringing, no one else was in the house so I

decided to let it ring. The phone didn't normally ring this early so it was probably some salesman selling his product. Jake decided to jump onto my chest and started licking my face. I could either wait until he stopped and try to get some sleep or I could get up and answer the phone. I chose to get up and stumbled clumsily towards the phone. I picked up the phone it was Anton. He sounded out of breath.

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Anton never called me this early, he knew I liked to stay in bed on a Saturday morning. He told me I had to come to his house straight away, he said bye quickly and shut the phone. Something was wrong but I didn't pay much attention, he probably had a new computer game he wanted to show me. I noticed the red scarf on the

table that had been left the previous night by Sabrina. It still smelled like her perfume. I thought I would kill two birds with one stone and drop of Sabrina's scarf before visiting Anton.

I arrived on Anton's street. I walked down the road with my scarf in one hand and a drink in another. Anton was standing at the front of his house waiting for me. I remember looking at his ghostly white face, he said he wanted to take a walk with me, I told him to wait a minute while I drop Sabrina's scarf at her house. As I went he grabbed my arm. It was something that would affect my whole life. He didn't know how to put it into words then and I still don't know how too now. My beautiful loving caring girlfriend, someone who meant the world to me had been killed in a car accident. When Anton broke the news to me I was looking for him to start laughing and say something like I fooled you or say you should have seen the look on your face. When Anton came to comfort me I knew he wasn't joking, I pushed him away and ran to Sabrina's house. I knocked on the door loudly. Her mother was crying, I'll never forget the face she had. Her face was pale with tears coming down. I asked her if I could see Sabrina, she didn't answer me and remained silent. She hugged me tightly with a strong grasp and I knew what the answer to my question was. I stumbled away from her, dropping my drink. I started running as fast as I could back to my home. I just needed sometime to myself. There was only one place in the world where I had complete solitude and that was in my room. While running I tried my hardest not to think about her, but everything I thought about ended up being about her. I ran not paying attention to any of the traffic. I just needed to get away from everything in my life.

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I got home and I violently put my key into the lock and opened the door. I was sweating and panting. I walked up the stairs. I locked the door in my room and sat their, my back to the wall. I tried to hold back my tears thinking I should try and keep my dignity, but when I looked around me and no one was there I realised there was no one to keep my dignity for. I couldn't believe she was dead. I picked up the phone and rang Sabrina's house, all I heard on the other line was someone crying after a few seconds I put the phone down. Put my head in my hands and wiped away my tears. I was swamped with emotions, drowning in my own sorrow. I couldn't think because so many things were going on in my head at once. I couldn't believe she was gone, I didn't want to believe it. I put my head back against the wall. There were so many thoughts going through my head, things like this shouldn't happen in life. I started to blame myself, I thought it was my fault. I felt that God was punishing me. I was a very religious person but what kind of God would let something as terrible as that happen. I didn't do anything to deserve the pain I was feeling. I reached into my back pocket and took out my wallet. I ripped the wallet open to find pictures of Sabrina. When I looked at them, I realised how much I missed her, I used to think that no matter what happened in our lives we would always be together, we were like soul mates.

I took her scarf and held it with the tightest grip. I was normally a strong person who rarely showed his emotions or feelings but I couldn't handle the explosion of emotions in my head, it was too much. The phone ringing alarmed me. I let it ring for a minute, I knew who it was. I just let it ring for the whole night. I had only been away from Sabrina for a day and I missed her. I couldn't imagine being away from her for the rest of my life.

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