Suddenly my phone vibrates and I step backwards and answer it.1
"Hello?" I ask into the reciver.2
"LEZLY WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU!?" My mother yells down the phone.3
I glance at my watch. Shit it was just past my curfew.4
"I'm on my way home." I lied.5
"WELL HURRY UP!" She yells again and hangs up abruptly.6
I sigh and turn to walk towards the door from the top floor of the high forgotten building that once use to be a wool factory. 7
My steps are quick. My boots are a jumbo drum on the pavement. I pass closed shops. I pass beggars who plead me for money. I finally get to the pub near to the flat. The pub is called,"The Fox." I find it amusing how who ever named that pub had no imagination but how that pub can be so popular when there are another three other pubs near us with the same type of name but people even from near the other pub ("The flaming rabbit") come to "The Fox". 8
I get to the block of flats called,"Skyline View." It sounds glamourous and modern. But really inside it is crummy and smelly. I press the intercom to room "105".9
"Hello?" My mother's voice comes through the intercom.10
"It's Lezly." I say.11
I hear the door buzz and pull it open and make my way upstairs.
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