Thursday, March 12, 2009,10:33 PM
Cool ! i've just writen an essay in school which my teacher printed it out for the whole class to see ! wooho!
Just want to share ^^
Here goes
It's a blistering hot afternoon. I felt as though i as in the over wishing the bell would ring soon, I became aware of the huge amountof sweat my body was producing. I looked into the ocean and shouted with all my might. 'Why did i do it !' And i collapsed onto the soft sand.
It all started a year ago, i was in the washroom with my group of friends from scool. They were hiding in the cubicle which had a deadly smell emitting from it. Wondering what they were up to, i went in for a look. What a sight it was! They were siffing glue. They asked me to join in. ' Y-no' i stammered. They roared with laugher. In a fit of anger, i took the bag of glue and siffed once, twice and at the last intake, i coughed. I loved that feeling. The next moment, i was flying. This was heaven i told myself. All the stress capped inside me was released.
'Bang!' opened the door and unfamiliar faces stormed into the cubice. Unaware of anything, i reached out again for that tiny bag that was more important than anything in this world. But before my fingers could even touch the bag, Strong arms were binding me. It all happened in a matter of seconds. I was shoved into a car and driven away. I was scared. Faces of my parents flashed through my mind. Dreams of my great furture dissipated in front of me.
My parents were called up and they made their way to the police station. I was able to be bailed out as it was my first offence. My parents was slammed with a warnning. As my father drove me home. I could hear my mother's silent sobs. I could see my father's disappointed face as he drove. I hoped against hope that i was dreaming.
Weeks later, my father had lost a big amount of money in his bussines because he missed a dinner with his client in order to bail me out. His disappointment in me had changed his mood from bad to worse. That cause him to lose more bussines dealings. My father started drinking. Soon, he was diagnose with Liver Canner and was left with a matter of months to live.
My world sank into darkness.Life was no longer important for me. I could not bear to look into the eyes of my weak and sick father. 'Sorry' i said, my voice burned with regert. The i ran out of the room, up the staircase,past the door and onto the road with the cars horning at me. My insides was roaring with pain.I was in pain. The pain of regret. Why was i so irresponsibe! I killed my father! i caused his death!
'No', i said to myself ' i have to pick myself up'. I looked into the horizone and as the new day emgered. This is not the end.
I don't siff glue !
metamorpho