Good guy with in

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Mystery and Crime  |  House: Booksie Classic
NOT FINSHED - its about young guy who gets sent down for somthing he did not do and all he want's to be liked

Submitted: July 15, 2010

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Short story
 Good guy with in


Fifteen years ago I was sent down by my peers but today, that change’s today I get out for good behaviour. I should be in for thirty years less about that now time to go see a man about a dog.
People say life is different on inside but really it’s not, really the world is one big dog eat dog world every one and anyone will screw you over at any turn to get to next step on ladder. ‘Arrrr’ the ringing of the doors opening of the big house, freedom at last! Time to start over, but the past still walks behind me like bad lingering smell as I walk down road with the only clothes on my back same ones I got sent down in. I sit down on a park bench after walking round London just walking listening and watch people walk by and think to myself what if I did not get caught up in with people I once called my friends who never came visit me inside; same ones pinned it on me, when I did not do anything wrong I was just in wrong place at wrong time it all started fourteen years ago.

When I was young lad all I wanted was to be liked by people in my year no more having to eat by myself and have feeling’s that no one can see me; but they said they could change all this. At first it started all fine, they let me hang round with them and eat with them. I felt like if I shouted out people would turn and look at me, rather than just carry on with their lives. But one day they started to ask me to rob for them; at first I did not want to, but I thought if I wanted people to still see me I needed to rob for them to carry on having someone to eat with at dinner, so I started to rob for them. It started with the little ten pence sweets, then onto tops and shoes it started to add up; so I thought to myself I don’t want this any more. But then I got a text and it was not from 02. It was from them, ‘the boys’ it said; ‘Hey it’s the boys why don’t you come round we’re having a party; get a taxi to 278 New Road’.  I jumped up out bed because I was about go to sleep so I texted back saying; ‘Yes I be there in half hour not like I was going to bed or anything lol.’ I pulled out my best jeans and top; double checked in the mirror before leaving to go to party.

Next thing I knew, I was outside the house….. The door was open. I thought that’s what happens at parties. It was really quiet so I went into the living room and there was blood everywhere! So I shouted; ‘Hello, anyone here?’ I heard a noise; it was coming from the kitchen; Becky Jones the girl of my dreams; there on the floor lying in pool of blood! The girl I wrote love letters about and the drawings of her but I didn’t give them to her because she does not know who I am. I know drawing a picture is a bit over the top but she was the girl of my dreams. I have always liked her, ever since from the very first day I met her. Well seen her walking in to the dinner hall always sitting in same chair. Suddenly BANG! Goes the door, voices fly out; ‘POLICE DON’T MOVE!’ shit! I thought; it was the fucking police! Officers came flying in with guns pointing at me threatening me that if I move they will shoot. They put me on floor and put me in handcuffs; dragging me to the van.
I wake up in a cell and don’t know what time it is. Just to the noise of a screaming lady saying; ‘I would stab him again and again’ her voice getting louder and louder. 

After ten hours of questioning from the police. They let me go, as I step out of the police station. There where millions of news reports, people chanting ‘murderer’ at me also throwing eggs at me. I got ushered in to back of the car; all I wanted to do is curl up into a small ball and cry or disappear like old days hours and hours pass lying in my room I went to my window I pulled curtains back littlies bit to see the dark night all of sudden SNAP, SNAP bright white flash of cameras blinding me quickly shut the curtains laid back down never left my room hours became days became weeks then suddenly I wake to noise of my mum screaming you cart take him Bang the door fly’s open hands grabbing me from the bed and ushering me out house to noise of mum screaming and dad saying it’s all going be ok its going ok son. Had to fight the tears back and i could feel white flashing light's hitting my body.


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