In conclusion then, my short story was a reflection of how traditional short stories are supposed to be. The plot that had a dilemma, the dilemma which lead to the moral of the story, this is what determines the success of a short story

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Paying the Price

As I was in the police station being interrogated, I was informed that ‘All other accomplices at the robbery got away’ which meant that I was left with the decision to either hand in the names of my ‘friends’, or to serve a bigger fine and longer community service. Currently, I’ve completed two weeks of my sentence and I have a further six months and two weeks remaining.

But how did I arrive at this situation? What dreadful crime did I commit? And why haven’t I exposed the identities of my friends to the police?

My parents were workaholics and for a reason beyond my understanding, we constantly had to move homes. Eight weeks ago I moved houses, from the peaceable, serene and relaxed countryside in Somerset to the repulsive and brutal streets of Moss Side in Manchester. At first I kept myself out of all trouble and just kept myself to myself, but after going weeks without speaking to anyone other than my parents and teachers, I decided to put myself out there and do whatever it takes to fit in. Whilst at school (which is extremely rare for me) a group of boys caught my eye. They were the typical sort of ‘lads’; constantly mucking around, getting into fights, flirting with girls and roaming through the playground area and streets. However what particularly caught my attention was how united they were. These seven lads were always side by side.

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After thinking long and hard about approaching this group, I finally mustered up the courage, walked over to them and said, ‘Hey guys, I wanna be part of your group’. This was met with the response ‘You can be one of us as long as you act like us, speak like us and live like us.’ My desperation to have friends outweighed any sense of pride or morals I had, so I went along with them and became one of the lads. The leader of the gang was ‘JJ’ (his real name was Anthony, but I guess JJ sounds ...

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