= THIS IS AN INTRODUCTION TO SOPHIES STORY THAT MUST BE READ BEFORE THE GRAPHIC CONTENT IN PART 2 =
ALL WORK IS ENTIRELY WORK OF FICTION. IF YOU HAVE ANY ISSUES WITH CONTENT DEALING WITH DRUG MISUSE, UNDER-AGE SEX AND MODERN GANG CRIME THEN GO BACK AND CHOOSE ANOTHER STORY
THIS IS MY FIRST EVER PIECE OF FICTION WRITING AND I HAVENT MADE MY GRAMMAR OR PUNCTUATION MY FOCUS AS I BELIEVE THE CONTENT IS KEY SO IF YOU WANT TO MOAN ABOUT LANGUAGE TECHNIQUES THEN CRY TO SOMEONE WHO GIVES A FUCK.
Sophie was 13 when her life changed forever. on the Fellgrave Estate in east London, Sophie was raised by just her mother in a small one bedroom flat, amidst in the giant pit of smelly rooms and small flats, the entire estate raging with the scum of the England. the whole place was dirty and dangerous. a Lot of burglary rapes and muggings took place all over the lifeless estate. a number of gangs were active on the estate but there was one that ruled. the kings of the estate, these were the Dredds. Most members were heavy black in skin colour but with the odd white member. they wore tracksuits and purple bandannas as there colour and symbol to represent there gang.
Other gangs operated on other estates across the whole of east London spanning from the Helldawgz territory in Stratford across to the Mardyke estate in Rainham and each of them have a different colour bandanna to represent them.
Sophie age 11 – Sophie got home from school one morning, as she walked down the weed smelling passageway to the flat door she heard a group of boys shouting. it was a few members of the Dredds shouting at her on her way down. Yo sexy, what you sayin? they shout and slur as she scuttles for her keys, hurries into the flat and shuts the door behind her. Sophie is a petite girl with striking features. she isnt strong or athletic, and has a tiny figure with a small bottom and B size breasts. she has short dark blonde hair that falls at her shoulders and dark green eyes. she walks into the front room and is frozen in horror. the keys fall from her cold shivering fingers and hit the ground with a scatter as she glances at her mothers pale lifeless body at peace on the front room floor.
2 YEARS LATER – Sophie has kept the flat to herself and the police and entire government system had malfunctioned and written of the estate to a private owner who has never shown himself. it has become a lunatics playground. The Dredds are no longer a small group of common boy thugs. they run the place. prostitutes, drugs, dog fights. the run and earn on the scummiest darkest events all running in the shadows of the estate, all the footmen of the Dredds still wear there purple tracksuits and bandannas.
Sophie is barely a teen. at the age of 13 she is maturing slowly and is at that sweet ripe stage in which she is perfect in her physical appearance. it is a hot summers night in may and she is curled up on the sofa watching the EastEnders repeat at roughly 10:00pm. she hears a loud thud that jolts her from the sofa, followed by a sharp twinkling sound. she sees a brick has been thrown through her window and the whole thing has shattered. in her scared and angered state she approaches the window and leans out to see who is there only to see a few footmen of the Dredds laughing. you alone in there bitch? one of them slurs in the doped up state. you after some company then darlin? another slurs and they all begin shouting. one of them runs to the window and Sophie rushes into the flat to grab something and cover up the window. before she can grab a blanket from her sofa, Marlon, the leader of the small group of footmen has climbed through the window is staring Sophie in the eye, he checks out the flat and interrogates Sophie as to why she is alone. in a terrified state she tells them everything in the hope they feel some remorse. Marlon signals the other 4 thugs into the room and they make themselves at home. The boss could use this place… and the girl.
Sophie breaks down into tears as she is pinned to the sofa by her arms by Marlon and whispers into her ear You belong to the Dredds now. you will do everything we tell you. you have no one else on this planet who cares and just do as we say and we wont be as harsh on you. is that understood? he squeezes her cheeks and pulls her face up to meet his. I said… is that understood?
Sophie looks down and thinks. within a split second she looks at her life and the state its in. if she runs they will shoot her, but if she goes and embraces the pain and torture they are to inflict upon her there is hope that one day they might let here go. she looks up to Marlon and nods as she she sheds a tear.
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