Wednesday 31 October 2007

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To try make things right, to start with, I knew I would have to explain what had happened to my mum and even just the thought of this made me feel sick to the stomach. She was going to hate me forever but not as much as I hated myself.
It was me that had the debt to these guys and me they should have taken, me not my brother.
I was being sick on the road as I still could not believe what had just happened and im my mind I knew I was going to get the evil people that had done this. That night I felt like a man on a mission. I hated them for taking away my only brother and
I had to make a few calls to get this started.

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