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So my name is Stephen Bolton, I live in the west midlands and I love to play football. I play after school and at weekends, im part of three teams. I hate to say it but I know im a good player. Everyone tells me but im not a boaster or any kind of big headed person. I just believe I can do things and get on with my life. I never really get into any girls because then I have to spend time with them and then I loose out on playing football. As an only child getting a shirt and the latest pair of boots is easy. I just ask and I get.
My parents both work. My dad, James Bolton, owns a company called Goals in motion. It basically prints magazines showing all the goals in picture mode, at different angles. About 50,000 people buy it a week at a selling price of £1. I'm sure you can do the math. So with my dads job alone im already like the richest guy in town. My mum is like an artist and designer. She makes famous buildings, so add her large salary onto my dads and you get that im rich.
I get private tutored at home, by a nanny that talks 8 languages, so im high on education. I finish my tutoring then go to this football club and train four nights a week. I have Friday off because I play table tennis then. It was Thursday evening and my uncle showed up. I was about to leave for football, when he said "Its cancelled I checked, I have a present". All rushed and on edge he pulled out a villa ticket and gave it to me, then left. My father came in and asked who it was. I lied and said no one because I would have got shouted at for not inviting him in. I told him it was just post and my villa ticket I ordered had arrived, (he never remembers what games I go to).
My nanny never arrived the next day or the day after. It's Saturday and I have been asked not to leave the house. Tomorrows the big game so im going out for that. When I questioned about my nanny my parents changed the subject or something. They thought I wouldn't find out but when you turn on the TV its all over the news. My nanny was murdered. I gasped for air and screamed out in denial. It cut me deep. She couldn't be dead. Why? What's she ever done wrong? Who by?
Even though I felt lost I still attended the villa game .We were two up after eight minutes. Then it happened. I heard screams from a few rows up. People began shouting and running frantically, the football stopped and players were being evacuated off the pitch. Then it was I saw them. A group of terrorists, all with machine guns and looking for somebody. I stood there froze, recognising one!!! It was my uncle, who had given me the ticket to this game. As I starred at him in disbelief our eyes met, he looked sad and bellowed "He's there. Fox kill him". A bulky scary looking guy, turned and looked at me, raised his gun….
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