Well, dying was the scariest thing in my life; I thought nothing could be worse. But there is something, something worse than death, more painful than death. It was two days before my 14th birthday….

Mum was baking my cake. Homemade ones are always better than the shop-bought! I had gone down the park to play football; it’s local and less than a five-minute walk. We lost the game so we had to clear up the mess.

It was a bad day to lose since we had had a McDonalds. There was about 16 of us so that was a lot of junk. The others had left me to clear up the last scraps. It was getting dark, and that’s when the chavs come out. There was a little rustling in the bushes so I finished off the last of the rubbish then ran for it.

It was then that I heard some people talking in low voices. My curiosity got the better of me and I hid in the bushes and watched. It was two men dressed in dark baggy clothes. I couldn’t really see their faces but they were beating up another guy. He was a lot smaller than them. He had a backpack on and the two others were trying to get it. The taller of the shady men took a small dagger out his pocket and inserted it into the man’s thigh. He then removed it and took the backpack. It was then that I made a noise. I ducked and hid. There was no noise. As I looked up, they were gone, as fast as the man had died. I ran home and got into bed. I was too scared to do anything else.

The next morning I woke up. It wasn’t by my normal alarm clock, It was by a girl screaming. I got up and looked around… I was in a jail cell! It looked pretty tough and the bars were to tight to squeeze through. the girl who had woke me was opposite me in another cell. She was still starting to recognize her surroundings. One of the men who had killed the small man walked past with two plates. He slid it under the bars of the girl’s cell and then my cell.

I got to know the girl, she was called Sarah. I told her my name, Jamie, and we started to wonder what was going to happen to us. “I bet they’re gonna throw us into a pit of boiling lava,” she said. I thought about it then came up with an insane idea. “Maybe they’ll put us In a cardboard box then chuck us into a dump. Then the crane will crush us.” She was scared and started to sob. I suddenly had the cold feeling that we were being watched.