Living the Life of Emily- Original Writing

Living the Life of Emily- Original Writing

Emily fell against the brick wall of a school building. She closed her

eyes and pondered about everything that had happened that day. The sun

was coming dappled through the autumn coloured oak trees, which stood

around the school and carried on down the avenue. A wisp of cold wind

blew Emily’s soft dark brown hair across her dazzling green eyes; she

brushed it away. Her two best friends were running towards her. Emily

picked up her satchel up off the gravel path and ran to meet them.

“I’ll see you two, tomorrow”, said Emily as Bethany and Megan got on

the bus.

“Alright”, said Megan her blue eyes glittering in the autumn sun, her

honey blonde hair that hung just below her shoulder blades in sleek

angel curls blowing in the light autumn breeze.. All three of them had

been friends since play school and become inseparable at primary

school they always did everything together.

“ Shall I ring you up tonight so I can help you do your French

Coursework? “Asked Bethany to Megan as they took their seats on the

bus.

The three of them had often gotten teased as they covered most of the

colours in the spectrum, from Emily’s dark brown hair, tanned skin and

green eyes, to Megan’s honey blonde hair, pale ivory skin and blue

eyes right to Bethany’s dusky brown skin, tight black curls and brown

eyes. None of them minded, as the people who said it were quite true.

Emily waved to them as she set off down the pavement kicking the

mounds of leaves gold’s, amber’s and russets that had started together

there. They had fallen off the oak trees that lined the avenue. A

single leaf floated down off a t...

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... hugging him tightly.

“That’s alright but you were really out of order tonight and you

really have to change and with the baby on the way I want you to try

and make a effort with Emily”.

Emily made her way along the avenue, the thought of last night still

fresh in her head. The morning was humid and rather beautiful with the

coloured leaves falling off in the gentle wind, stroking her arms and

face as they fell.

“Hey Emily”.

Emily turned around to a face full of leaves, some of them getting

caught in her brown hair, “Very funny Dale!” she snapped pulling the

golden leaves out of her hair and brushing them off her sactual.

“It was, wasn’t it?” Dale laughed.

“No, not really. What do you want?” said Emily continuing down the

avenue.

“Nothing, I’m just walking to school like you”, he smirked