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'Revenge is Sweet'.

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English Coursework- Personal Writing 'Revenge is Sweet' It was a year I had been with Alice. We did everything together. I cared for that girl like no one could imagine. I would of done anything for her. There wasn't a time, I would not think about her when we weren't together. Everyone knew us for being the happiest couple in our town, Little Wood. I thought we would be together until we grew old...I was wrong. I finished work last Thursday earlier than usual; I thought it would be nice to surprise Alice with an exquisite meal. Just as I started to prepare the beginning of the meal I heard Alice coming up the stairs to our flat. I ran to the door as quick as I could. "Hi Alice, Sorry but is it possible if you just went out for an hour or so and then come back?" I asked "Ben, I've just had a long stressful day at work, and I would love to just crash on the sofa, why what you up to?" ...read more.

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The time was now 9.15 pm. There was no sign of Alice. I felt worried at this point. Alice was a vulnerable young girl. She always lets herself into all kinds of trouble. Her mobile was switched off and I thought that she always left it on. I gave my friend Brian a ring because they always spent a lot of time together. He sounded in a hurry, as if he was hiding something from me. He hadn't seen Alice. I thought I would look out the window just to see if maybe she was just walking up the road. She wasn't. I didn't know where she was. I looked in the cupboard to see if she had left her mobile behind. This is where she always left her mobile when she didn't need it. Just as I was about to shut the cupboard door after not seeing her mobile, a small box had been brought to my attention. ...read more.

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I shouted. "Look I am sorry Ben. If this thing you were making was so important then why didn't you just call me?" she said. "Ha! When could I of done that then Alice? When your phone would just suddenly turn its self on?" I said. "Oh, my phone must have ran out of battery." She said. "Oh whatever Alice. I don't care really. You do what you wont to do and see where it gets you." I said. I left it there. I didn't want to argue with Alice. She's my girlfriend and I just care for her and want to look out for her. Is that such a crime to love your girlfriend? It was for Alice. Everything I did seemed to be wrong. This baby wasn't mine. I could tell she was seeing someone else. Even about three or four months ago Alice kept getting these calls from a man. The way I dealed with that I would of thought that Alice would not of even laid eyes on another man. I guess I was wrong then, wasn't I? Shonagh Sykes 10 Leo Page 03/12/03 ...read more.

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