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I come from Arkholme, no one admits that, I will. The two roads through our village are our only escape routes, plus the river and the railway

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Original writing I come from Arkholme, no one admits that, I will. The two roads through our village are our only escape routes, plus the river and the railway. We have a pub, run by a bully, a shop, run by gossips and a garage with no cars in it. It's like a badly written soap opera. There's a playing field with one football net, but no pitch or ball. The primary school is the best bit of our village, the youths all hang out there, all five of us. Everybody in our village knows everybody else's business. If someone has a row with their husband its around the village in two days flat. The shop is the centre of the village the people that run it have tried retiring three times but failed because no one else wants to run the shop and they don't want the village not to have a shop. ...read more.

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The parent taxi is the usual mode of transport. I moved into Arkholme twelve years ago, when I was three. I started planning how to get out ten years ago. Id had enough after two years. Now I've lived here twelve years I'm still planning how to escape. Three years ago my friend's parents wanted to move to York and for some mad reason she wanted to stay, we set up teddy traps for the potential buyers but we forgot that we set them up so I walked through a door and about fifty soft toys fell on me! We also flooded the bathroom and ran round the house screaming " ghost!" none of this worked and she moved away, now I'm alone, In my own little world far away from civilisation. I will eventually move away from here. ...read more.

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When they were building the village hall and playing field I decided to see what the field was like so I went on it. I was running around trying to catch a rabbit, the next thing I knew I was knee deep in mud but I'd caught a rabbit. It had goo coming out of its eyes so I put it down. I was trying to get out of the sloppy mud but I fell over on my face. I had to walk up the village to my house with my trousers and face coated in brown mud. My hair was messy with twigs and mud in it that was one of my worse looks over the years. Our village is sleepy, the builders take two years to build a house the school takes three years to make a pond and garden and the buses come through when they feel like it. But I wouldn't like to live in a town because they're to fast-paced and noisy. ?? ?? ?? ?? Emma Hodgson GCSE English ...read more.

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