FC: Short Story
1: I’ve never been one to stand up to people, despite my own beliefs. I’ve been victimised, intimidated, made fun of, but I greatly despise conflict, I’d rather just sit at home with a book than be a part of any social activity. My friends, well my brother’s friends, have informed me of an arranged student protest against the government’s plans to cut budgets and increase tuition fees taking place today, and this is something I feel strongly about, but I’m not sure if I want to be a part of it. Anything could happen to any one of us, you know how out of hand these things can get. And the last thing I want is to get into trouble with the police.
2: I’m just finishing off the last of the posters and in walks Molly, perfect timing as always. It was her idea that we go along. “How’s it going? Daniel and John are on their way and we can get going.” She is so annoying I can feel my brain cells dying. “Yeah, sure.” I didn’t realise I could sound so unenthusiastic. “What’s wrong? You are still up for this, right? I don’t believe this we’ve been planning this for weeks! Are you seriously going to give up now?!” “I never said that, Molly. I’m just a bit worried about” “For god sake Jane why are you so paranoid?! You worry about everything, just let it go! Books and learning aren’t everything, what are you worried this is going to get in the way of your studies? That’s what we’re fighting for, OUR EDUCATION!”
3: I don’t even care what she thinks, she does not know what she’s getting us into. As I look up I realise that my brother Daniel and his friend John are standing in the doorway awkwardly. “Erm, is this a bad time?” Dan asks as he steps into the room. “I brought coffee?” “Jane’s being stupid and she doesn’t want to come with us. After everything we’ve done for her” “Molly, calm down, let me talk to her.” I’m so glad Dan interrupted her I can’t stand the sound of her voice anymore. “I never said I didn’t want to go, which I don’t really. It’s just, you know me. I’m worried. You know what people get like, especially in this town. Also, the police will be everywhere, we could get in trouble! And I don’t want anyone getting hurt.”
4: If anyone can talk me into going its Daniel, here goes. “I’m not going to let anything happen to you! You’re my little sister, and I’ll be looking out for you the whole time. It’ll be fun, I promise. We can get pizza after; If that doesn’t tempt you I don’t know what will.” Knew it. “Hate to break this up but we should probably leave.” John pipes in as he gathers everything we are taking with us. “Nice job with the posters, Molly stop stropping and help me grab all this stuff.”
5: I’ve been unsure about this the whole journey, but now there is no turning back. We arrived in Central London about five minutes ago and already I am regretting this, but at the same time I feel so rebellious and I am thoroughly enjoying it. People are smashing windows, starting fires, attacking police officers; I’ve never seen anything like it! I should be outraged but it’s amazing that so many people have come together to fight for this. I am holding onto John for dear life, already Molly is lost in the crowd and Dan has gone looking for her. I am so worried about them, but John is comforting me with his fascinating way of seeing the good in all of this vandalism and crime.
6: Hours have past since we lost Molly, and things have just gotten more violent and destructive. I am petrified, but we are in the middle of thousands of angry protesters outside the Liberal Democrat’s headquarters. Cars and buildings have been smashed up and raided, and people have been hospitalised, which makes me worry even more about Daniel. I’ve tried ringing him at least thirty times in the past hour but nothing. His phone’s probably been stolen or something, I almost had mine snatched a few times. I’m scared of losing John in the crowd, as he is literally the only thing making me feel safe right now, but I think he wants to get in on the action. I have honestly never been so scared in my life.
7: John’s agreed that we should go home, but there is no way of getting out. I can hardly breathe. I knew this was a bad idea, and it’s all Molly’s fault! We shouldn’t have come, we wouldn’t have lost Daniel, and we’d all be safe and happy in I’ve got a strange kind of pain in my stomach. There’s blood on my hand. Where did thi-? “John JOHN!” “Yea- JANE WE NEED TO GET YOU TO THE HOSPITAL!”. I feel faint... My legs...