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Three Men and a Shot Gun Three days to go. Molly was a timid young girl who lived with her mum, Debbie and her dad, Brian

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Three Men and a Shot Gun Three days to go. Molly was a timid young girl who lived with her mum, Debbie and her dad, Brian. She didn't find it easy making new friends which is why she was so worried about the move. It probably wouldn't have been so bad for her if she didn't have to move schools as well, but her mum couldn't afford it anymore. Ever since her dad died there had been trouble. Bills after bills after bills, he didn't leave them anything, not a penny to live with, only debts followed by the incessant banging on the door of numerous debt collectors. I didn't know much about her father's business affairs but she once told me that he managed to squander over half the family fortune in less than a year. "Molly, be a gem and fetch down the rest of your things, we haven't got all day you know," Molly's mother called. "Yes mother I know," replied Molly "but do we really have to go?" "Look Molly I've explained all of this before, you know why we have to go so don't make things more difficult than they already are," pleaded Molly's mother. ...read more.


He looked up at the tall, dark, abandoned warehouse and couldn't even begin to imagine what would happen to him once he stepped inside, all he knew was that it wouldn't be good. He opened the gate and followed the severely cracked and weed infested path along the outside of the building. He heard a noise that sounded strangely like a witch's cackle, but when he spun round to investigate it was only an owl telling him to get away from her nest. By now his heart was racing and he hadn't even got into the warehouse yet. He didn't know who wanted to meet him but he had an idea that it would be Dangerous Dave; he had borrowed money from him six months ago and hadn't yet repaid it. Usually people who owed Dave money didn't last that long so Brian assumed his generosity had worn out and was calling in the debt. He got to the entrance, pulled open the heavy wooden door which creaked on its rusty hinges and he stepped inside. It was pitch black, he looked around and couldn't see anyone or anything. He walked into the middle of the room and stared into the darkness, he thought he had seen something move, he was right. ...read more.


Thinking of her husband brought a tear to her eye. She picked up the box of photos and was just about to leave when out of the corner of her eye she noticed a small black box in the corner of the room; she picked it up and opened it. Inside was a black rose, the plastic kind, she thought back to when she must have got it, but she couldn't remember ever seeing it before. She picked it out of the box and scrawled on a piece of paper underneath was a note saying "we are very sorry for your loss, our condolences are with you at this difficult time." She stared at it hard, she didn't have a clue who it came from. There was a knock on the attic door; it was Molly. "Mother the taxi's here, are you ready?" "Yes darling, I'll be down in a minute." She picked up both boxes and carried them down the stairs. Absent-mindedly she followed her daughter to the taxi, took one last look at the house and got in. The taxi pulled away from the curb slowly and before she knew it they were on the motorway, speeding away to their new life. ?? ?? ?? ?? Charlotte Palmer ...read more.

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