Original Story Idea (Novel)
A school hallway on a spring morning. A girl left alone in a narrow corridor. Sitting cross legged, expressing tears of utter pain. Two girls squandering through the hallway take notice of the girl in the corridor and two of them let out masses of laughter as they wonder by. One mistake. Amy proceeds to wait before moving to the toilet stall, locking the door behind her. Waiting is a long game, knowing that everyone had judged her for her mothers actions was almost to much to bare, she stands impatiently waiting for the pair to disappear.
The exit was so close, yet so far; as she attempted to leave two girls appear. Millie and Steph, barge their way loudly into the girls toilet. (They had known Amy since around three years old, Millie being one of Amy's oldest friends always acted as somewhat of a safeguard for Amy. However, no-one can protect someone from what seemed to be everyone). Amy jumped in anticipation, and attempted to move away from the two girls (now enemies). Amy gently closed her stall door, knowing what was to come if she didn't.
The bell went, loud and intruding, announcing that the next lesson was underway. Amy slowly opened the door to the stall that she occupied. 'I'm safe', she thought as she gingerly made her way towards the exit.
Out of nowhere the two girls appeared, Millie and Steph. Amy jumped, and both girls giggled at her reaction. All the while Amy wondered what was to come of this particular interaction, (it had never gone well before). Anyone could see the fleecing look in Millie's face that told anyone that she felt bad, and yet she stood by Steph, knowing the consequences if she didn't. 'Why the hell are you here?', Steph announced, and, of course, the laughing ensued.
Amy, a short intelligent girl, found herself incredibly cornered and alone. She constantly thought about how life would be for anyone if she didn't exist. She had lost everyone that she had thought were her friends, and her family was not worth talking about. She left the girls toilet emotionally bruised and alone.
Amy pads self-consciously towards the exit of the Beacon school. Pale-faced and stricken by the events of today. She slowly makes her way towards where she is suppose to be picked up by her lesbian mother. Nothing. Yet again Amy is left wondering if her mother 'Christine' has had too much alcohol and cocaine in her system to remember to pick her up from school. Amy started walking the long three miles to her cluttered, awful flat, where her mother would surely be passed out on the sofa with 'her latest'.
On the way home Amy attempted to be positive, she had been doing well in several classes, her favourite being art. While thinking about Van Gogh, and Picasso's work on the way home she received a text message on her iPhone 5. The words 'You should just kill yourself', and 'why do you exist', had interrupted her Facebook, Twitter and Instagram. Before she could control it she had, had the the majority of the school (including her friends) bully her about her mum. Going back to school seemed out of the question, and yet her mother did not understand, nor did she care.
Everyday on the way home Amy had a routine, get on the bus, look outside the window, DON'T LOOK AT ANYONE. This routine had become an everyday situation, and everyday it was more difficult for Amy to resume a normal teenage situation. For instance, restless leg syndrome was a possibility every time. She constantly received remarks from both strangers and network rail workers both telling her to smile, and asking why she was shaking. Little did they know, she was hooked... but to what?
Once home Amy starts to unlock her door, heart beating so fast she doesn't want to open it. Amy asks herself "What's happening inside?"
The door opens before she can put her key in (her worst nightmare), and she receives her mother, very drunk, but yet in a good mood. She knows this will only last until her company disappears... then its up to her to entertain, and then put her to bed. She knows she is depressed. Our family is very against her way of life, and she pushed against it for so long. And yet, the world isn't ready, I know her life has been hard and I know the world isn't fair... However I also know I shouldn't be treated like this. I shouldn't have to clear up the sick on the stairs, so the dog doesn't eat it.
Once Amy had cleaned up her mother, she looked at her phone. The hate didn't end when she left school. She had 77 hate messages.
Amy took a walk around where she lived, where she had grown up and spent her life. She went through all the nooks and crannies that her and her friends had found and spent their time, they played hide and seek and kiss chase and she felt nostalgia. She felt happy. She went home.
The pills that had been previously prescribed to her mother and her late dad seemed easy. Amy kissed her mum on the forehead, in her passed out state, and she resided to her room.
Amy took 48 pills that night. She then slipped into a deep state of unconsciousness and never awoke.
What my idea shows:
The main aim of this project was to highlight the different issues that the younger generations have to face today.
Whilst making this fictional story I found that I hit some major issues in society today. For instance, Amy (my main character), is bullied for the choices her mother has made, these choices are specified. Amy's mother's lesbianism is made an issue for Amy because I feel that anyone can do anything and be chastised by it. Furthermore, the internet for young people today can both be a good thing and a bad thing, it can cause happiness and severe sadness among young people.
Amy's issue and other videos ect. cause serious issues that affects nearly everyone in todays society. This story was created to to tell a modern day disaster story, and to bring awareness ti the issues at hand.
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