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Charicter: Sheelagh' best friend and fellow PC: PC Jennifar 'Jenny' Taylor and Sheelagh's kids: Danny 15, Luke 11 and Melissa 4
It had to be one of the most boring subjects on my timetable, not only were we stuck in a class room with the sun poring in threw the window so you felt like you where in a green house and a teacher to old to be aloud, banning on about Dukes and Kings that had made history. All in all Friday's History lessons were as boring as ever. The only remotely thing that ever happened in these lessons was Mr Page's dramatic entrance threw the back of the classroom. So after an uneventful hour latter the bell rang and I made my way out of the class with my best mate Katie, were we met up with are other mates, Louise, Samantha, Martin, Roger and Leo and set of home on our usual route home threw two estates. Outside on the street, it looked like what any normal East End London street would expect to look like on a Friday evening. Kids running riot, traffic going made, adults coming out of work. We walked are usual rote home, down the high street were we'd split at the end. Samantha and Louise went left towards the city center, whilst the rest of us went right towards the Coal Lane Estate, we never go in it if we can help it, we've heard to many story's about that place. Katie and me then said good bye to the others and went left up Canley High road. We were coming up to Bagshot Street when we passed a large building, the same building we pass ever night and we see it every morning. It was one of these four-foot long buildings and about two stories high. It had a blue metal bared gated at far left-hand side. It used to be a police station oh, so my parents tell me. But now it's closed the windows are boarded up and the metal gate has blue paint pealing off it. Nobody uses it any more. My parents have told my so many stories about that place, about the officers the good ones and the bad ones, the ugly ones and even the bent ones. About the different shouts. About the station being blown up. And also about the officers who had and affair with a member on there relief. But the best story I like is a love story, way better then Romeo and Juliet. A story about two people, two lovers, two Police officers. I suppose it all starts back in year 2003…