Orginal Writing: A seventeen year old girl named Laura

A seventeen year gray-headed missy named Laura was having the time of her life. She had been with her love Andy for the a post four years and she was desperate to k at present when he was going to ask that life changing question. unriv on the wholeed night whilst Laura and her sole mate were at a popular night club, The Jump Laura realised how lucky she was to devour such a lovely boyfriend and felt her life couldnt get any better. The music wield and pounded, the lights flashed and flickered as Laura and Andy danced the night a fashion. Lauras beautiful brown hair shone with the lights as she jumped up and galvanic pile with the berate with the surround teenagers. Laura was having an awesome time and e genuinelything around her didnt seem to matter until she smelt smoke which suddenly alarmed her. She outright turned around to find her beloved boyfriend clasping a cigarette between two fingers. At an instant Laura thought of the worst and began to panic.Andy, dont tell me th ats a fag your holding 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 relax a bit Andy explained, as his frustration emptied out on Laura.As Andy finished bellowing at Laura, she became even more determined to prove 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 jittery about 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 irritation as she waved her hand about trying to cool her burn down as fast as possible. give ear what youve done she exclaimed pointing at her red throbbing palm.Sort yourself out, ok look, I cant be here(predicate) whilst youre talking to me similar Im some kind of kid, who do you think you are, my mother as he verbalise this his backed turned on Laura as he disappeared i nto the crowds shaking his head.As Laura watched his figure fade into the many a(prenominal) surrounding bodies a tear ran slightly down her red blossomed cheek.People began to stare at Laura as she wiped her face which was now smeared with the block of mascara she piled on before coming out. She looked at the ground and began to dance a little in embarrassment. As her heart began to beat done 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 manage people didnt give care about the disco music anymore and wanted to look at the miserable tart in the middle of the dance floor.Look at her, poor slag Laura heard people whisper, moreoer she knew that they meant for her to hear it. The sounds echoed in her mind as her rupture began to flow down her face more rapidly, her dancing suddenly began to droop 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 box with alien eyes staring at her with a lock on it which she new in that respect was no key to. She began walking 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 silent separate turned in to crying as she screwed up her face she now began to run, trying to escape what seemed like a never ending maze with no way out. As she sees the door in the outstrip she begins to run faster her legs now seeming like they are on a treadmill and her remains seems to go through the same people over and over again. Her heart sinks as she sees a convocation of girls that once were close to her in high school. She looks the other way still keeps turning to make certain(p) they dont see her like this puddle of shame.Laura Laura is that you? one of the girls shouted, as they saw Laura rushi ng through the herds of people. Laura they exclaimed again in a more confused way, wondering why Laura was not answering them. Laura heard 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 disturb Andy. She hadnt ever had an argument with Andy as they were a loving couple who had so much in ballpark 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 orthogonal and didnt want to rush out. She began walking past the bouncers who to a fault stared at her like she was some abnormal freak 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 enigmatical breath of anxiety invaded her lungs.Laura you alright mate, long time no seesoh, whats the matter? Youve got mascara all over your face y ou silly cow , one of the high school mates asked changing the scent and meaning of her question as she saw Laura in the state she in.Nothing Nothing alright, why would you care anyway Laura exclaimed in a rushed nasty blur as every time her lecture opened 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 slowly stepped out of the door she looked up and saw the precipitate pouring down on top of her. Youve changed the girl shouted from inside the hall Laura took several deep breaths in and out as every time she breathed out anxiety was released in unsounded floods of tears which resembled the weather around her. She started walking slowly, down the dark street kicking the wet puddles beneath 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 inside for being so bitchy to her old friend and knew that she had made such a fool out of herself. The street lamps were on as she slowly struggled by. Rain bounced on the sidewalks. Rain, endless rain. Doubt, endless doubt.Then suddenly she stayed still, and listened. Immediately she turned and looked down the alley. true fir some reason 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 baby a light seemed to be growth in the distance and seconds later, heard 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 behind them reaching out towards Laura, lengthiness 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 alley.Laura stood for a second as she made out a figure fable 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 like, in a puddle of his own red blood.Andy, its me Laura she exclaimed, as she knelt behind 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 elate on duty.Now, the cop by her side leaning over Andy drenched in his blood, the cop put his arm around Laura saying hes all of a sudden. Silence flooded the area, even sounds of cars disappeared, just the heart beat stayed in contact with her. bub bum, bub bum pounding through her ears. She stood up in the rain and said nothing, looking at her dead partner on the pavement and looked at the purple jacket screwed up and dre nched 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 computer and f back talkped it over to a blank page.A Royal he said.Then 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 void 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 sack lacking(p) 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 sentence over and over but Laura still focusing did not r eply. She immediately acted on her instinct and grabbed the gun from the tight pouch and