Orginal Writing: A seventeen year old girl named Laura

A s nonethelessteen year old(a) girl named Laura was having the time of her life. She had been with her love Andy for the past four years and she was do-or-die(a) to know when he was going to ask that life changing question. genius dark whilst Laura and her sole mate were at a popular night club, The Jump Laura realised how lucky she was to have such a lovely boy recall dose and mat her life couldnt get any better. The music pumped and pounded, the lights flashed and flickered as Laura and Andy danced the night away. Lauras beautiful br cause hair shone with the lights as she jumped up and reduce with the impound with the surrounding teenagers. Laura was having an awe both(prenominal) time and everything nearly her didnt seem to content until she smelt smoke which suddenly alarmed her. She conterminously turned nigh to find her beloved boyfriend clasping a cigarette between both fingers. At an instant Laura thought of the worst and began to panic.Andy, dont tell me thats a fag your retention Laura shouted shaking her head in disgust.Who do you think I am, a 5 year old that cant do his shoelaces up? I can make my own decisions now Laura why cant you just uncompress a bit Andy explained, as his frustration emptied out on Laura.As Andy finished bellowing at Laura, she became even to a greater extent determined to go up a point to Andy as her fists clenched and her teeth grinded she grabbed the cigarette and clasped it in her fist. Laura was so uptight to the highest degree Andy not caring how she felt, she acted quickly and doing so didnt think how the cigarette burned into her sweaty palms.Arghhh she cried in pain as she waved her good deal about trying to cool her burn pour down as troubled as possible.Look what youve done she exclaimed pointing at her red throbbing palm. conformation yourself out, ok look, I cant be here whilst youre talking to me bid Im whatever kind of kid, who do you think you are, my mother as he say this his backed tu rned on Laura as he disappeared into the crowds shaking his head.As Laura watched his figure fade into the many surrounding bodies a tear ran pretty down her red blos both(prenominal)d cheek.People began to stare at Laura as she wiped her organization which was now smeared with the block of mascara she piled on before coming out. She looked at the strand and began to dance a little in embarrassment. As her heart began to beat by her ears, the music sounded quieter as if she was in a world of her own and all the giggling and staring around her seemed like pot didnt care about the disco anymore and wanted to look at the miserable stinging in the middle of the dance floor.Look at her, little slag Laura perceive people whisper, barely she knew that they meant for her to hear it. The sounds echoed in her mind as her divide began to flow down her plaque more rapidly, her dancing suddenly began to bum around as her shoulders collapsed and her feet felt like chains were attached to them and she couldnt move anywhere. everywhere she turned people where staring, as it seemed like she was in a stripe with alien eyes staring at her with a lock on it which she new there was no key to. She began walk through the many crowds of people that seemed to her like aliens and they looked at her up and down like she was some kind of animal.Every step she took seemed like a mile, as her reserved tears turned in to crying as she screwed up her face she now began to run, trying to escape what seemed like a never terminate maze with no way out. As she sees the door in the outgo she begins to run faster her legs now seeming like they are on a treadmill and her body seems to go through the same people everywhere and over again. Her heart sinks as she sees a group of girls that one time were close to her in high school. She looks the other way but keeps bit to make sure they dont see her like this puddle of shame.Laura Laura is that you? one of the girls shouted, as th ey saw Laura rushing through the herds of people. Laura they exclaimed again in a more confused way, wondering why Laura was not answering them. Laura hear these immediate calls but did not stop in her paces as she knew if she did she would not even be able to say hello, as there was such a big lump in her throat from anxiety about disconcerting Andy. She hadnt ever had an argument with Andy as they were a loving couple who had so much in common it seemed like they were perfect for each other. As Laura finally reached the door she began to slow down as she knew there was a busy road just outside and didnt want to rush out. She began walking past the bouncers who also stared at her like she was some abnormal testicle show.As she went to take a step outside which felt like a gasp of freedom there was a tap on her shoulder. Her ears pricked up and a deep breath of anxiety invaded her lungs.Laura you alright mate, commodious time no seesoh, whats the matter? Youve got mascara all over your face you cockamamie cow , one of the high school mates asked changing the bank note and meaning of her question as she saw Laura in the state she in.postal code Nothing alright, why would you care anyway Laura exclaimed in a go nasty blur as every time her mouth subject she cried as well. Just leave me ok Laura shouted in a mean way forgetting that her friend was only trying to help. Laura turned and late stepped out of the door she looked up and saw the rain pouring down on top of her. Youve changed the girl shouted from inside the hall Laura took some(prenominal) deep breaths in and out as every time she hard out anxiety was released in heavy floods of tears which resembled the weather around her. She started walking slowly, down the dark street kicking the wet puddles to a lower place her. She started regretting being so miss understanding to Andy and felt like she was some uptight annoying girl who needed to start living a little. She also was kicking herself insid e for being so bitchy to her old friend and knew that she had make such a fool out of herself. The street lamps were on as she slowly struggled by. Rain bounced on the pavements. Rain, endless rain. Doubt, endless doubt. because suddenly she stayed still, and listened. Immediately she turned and looked down the alley. Fir some flat coat Andy seemed close as her heart beat rapidly, as the rain began to poor and the mascara now dripping from her face, it masked her ever flowing flood of tears.Andy, Andy bollocks up a light seemed to be growing in the distance and seconds later, comprehend the sounds of footsteps coming up the alley. She saw a figure, large built but quite small. Head and shoulders first, walking steadily, there shadow, cast the light john them reaching out towards Laura, lengthening as they reached the summit. He was nothing, nothing she recognized. A dark figure haloed in light. She waited, and couldnt speak.Do you know him? he asked, pointing up the moonlit alle y.Laura stood for a second as she made out a figure lying on the ground wit drops of rain reflecting of them. She squinted and for a second and realised who it maybe. She ran like she had never ran before as she came to terms with Andy lying in the middle of the alley all cut and unconscious mind like, in a puddle of his own red blood.Andy, its me Laura she exclaimed, as she knelt stinkpot him. He didnt reply. There was the heart beat again rushing through her ears. She backed away from him tears springing to her eyes. She turned to the man behind her which in all the rush she didnt know was actually a filch on duty.Now, the cop by her side leaning over Andy drenched in his blood, the cop put his arm around Laura saying hes dead. calm flooded the area, even sounds of cars disappeared, just the heart beat stayed in wholesaler with her. bub bum, bub bum pounding through her ears. She stood up in the rain and said nothing, facial expression at her dead partner on the pavement and looked at the over-embellished jacket screwed up and drenched in water and his diluted blood.The cop picked up the jacket and turned it over in his hands,A Royal, huh he asked as Laura looked at the cop and very quietly in a murmured voice,His name is Andy.The cop flung the jacket over his arm and took out his notebook and flipped it over to a blank page.A Royal he said. consequently he began writing. Laura bit her lip and didnt now what to do or what to say. She felt sorrow rush through her body that was filled with an emptiness that made her have no feelings. She could not cry anymore, the shock was so overpowering. then she looked across at the cop. In his tight pressed trousers there was a gun half out of his pouch wanting to be clasped as the handle was facing up. Laura did not say or move. She stared at it as the cop carried on talking and writing, talking and writing. What he said she heard blurred as her focus was on the gun. The cop looked up at her as he repeated a sen tence over and over but Laura still focusing did not reply. She immediately acted on her sense and grabbed the gun from the tight pouch and