Monday, January 21, 2008'♥
TWL's composition....
Describe an important person who has substantially improved your life.
I was lonely. I love my mother and many people said she looked like Fann Wong. She always spent more time with me than my father. I was the only child. Sadly, she passed away when I was three years old while my beastly father had fled with his nasty mistress to Bangkok. Therefore my grandmother had no choice but to raise me all by herself. I disgusted my father and his mistress hence, they left me alone with my grandmother while they enjoyed themselves in Bangkok.
My grandmother was at the age of 70 and I had been living with her for thirteen years. She was thrifty. We were so poor that we could hardly buy food, so she naturally could not buy me things which I liked such as computer, ipod or psp. Gravely, she could not afford to pay for it. This made me upset. I felt no love around me. I seldom talked to my grandmother as she had to work in the day and slept like a log in the late night. She worked as a cleaner at Bedok hawker centre. She cleaned tables and washed utensils from dawn to dusk. Everyday she was exhausted. We had a hard life.
I was studying at St Anthony Canossian Seconday School. When I was in secondary three, my cocky gangster friend, James encouraged me to join his "Dragon gang". He said I would have great fun if I joined them as he knew that I was lonely and needed company. I agreed and decided to join them. He excitedly asked me out after school. I was excited and looked forward to our outing as I had not hung out with his friends before. After school, I met James outside the school gate. Together we went to Somerset and met my new friends through James. They taught me how to be brave. They also persuaded me to smoke, get a tattoo and take drugs. Then, I bravely put a big red and blue butterfly tattoo design on my back and got addicted to nicotine. I found it hip and was as happy as a lark. That was when I began to turn evil.
A few months later, I was in difficulty and needed money because I was addicted to nicotine and other drugs. An evil idea struck my mind and it told me to steal money. I began to shoplift from clothing shops and classmates' bags left behind in the classroom during recess. Cruelty, I even stole a little money from my grandmother. Little money was not enough for me to buy nicotine and other drugs, so i stole her only precious bracelet.
Unfortunately, I was caught by the police for stealing a gorgeous t-shirt from a Zara outlet at Orchard. They even found out that I took nicotine and other drugs because i was forced by the police to take a dry test. They called my grandmother who was my only next of kin. She thrashed me when we arrived home but I endured her thrashing. After a while, she cried bitterly but I did not care. My benevolent neighbour, Aunt Cara, heard her howling at me and went to confront her. Many residents liked Aunt Cara because she was a sweet and well-mannered lady. She was also a generous lady as she was wealthy. That was the reason why she always bought food for us and willing to donate money to the poor. They loved to talk to her whenever she walked passed by.
The next afternoon, Aunt Cara, brought me to Faith Community Baptist Church at Expo, hall 10. She explained the bible to me and I was touched by God’s words. Many christians were very friendly that they welcomed me with smiles. I felt joy and love around me.
Several months later, I turned over a new leaf. God and Aunt Cara had changed my life for the better such as I quit the dragon gang and tried to stop my addiction to nicotine and other drugs. The bad thing was I dared not remove the tattoo as it required laser removal surgery which I feared. I regretted getting a tattoo. For this, I thanked them. If not for them, I would have been sent to the Girls' Home and wasted my life. Nowadays, Aunt Cara shares God's words with me. Morever, I met God in my dream, telling me that He loves me. I felt like crying as He regarded me as His daughter. Now i have everlasting beloved Father. My grandmother was elated and was suprised that God had changed me. Now and then, she decided to attend church service with me every Sunday. We became closer and she spent more time with me when she got home from work. We had a great time chatting. I apologised to her for the disappointment and suffering over the past few months. She also apologised to me for not spending time with me. I helped her to do the housework to lighten her burden, and she was very grateful because she was less exhausted. I even learnt how to cook. That was what she was most pleased about. Our relationship improved. Sometimes, my cheerful Aunt Cara visited me and also helped me with my homework. I sometimes cooked dinner as a show of gratitude.
Unfortunately, I was caught by the police for stealing a gorgeous t-shirt from a Zara outlet at Orchard. They even found out that I took nicotine and other drugs because i was forced by the police to take a dry test. They called my grandmother who was my only next of kin. She thrashed me when we arrived home but I endured her thrashing. After a while, she cried bitterly but I did not care. My benevolent neighbour, Aunt Cara, heard her howling at me and went to confront her. Many residents liked Aunt Cara because she was a sweet and well-mannered lady. She was also a generous lady as she was wealthy. That was the reason why she always bought food for us and willing to donate money to the poor. They loved to talk to her whenever she walked passed by.
The next afternoon, Aunt Cara, brought me to Faith Community Baptist Church at Expo, hall 10. She explained the bible to me and I was touched by God’s words. Many christians were very friendly that they welcomed me with smiles. I felt joy and love around me.
Several months later, I turned over a new leaf. God and Aunt Cara had changed my life for the better such as I quit the dragon gang and tried to stop my addiction to nicotine and other drugs. The bad thing was I dared not remove the tattoo as it required laser removal surgery which I feared. I regretted getting a tattoo. For this, I thanked them. If not for them, I would have been sent to the Girls' Home and wasted my life. Nowadays, Aunt Cara shares God's words with me. Morever, I met God in my dream, telling me that He loves me. I felt like crying as He regarded me as His daughter. Now i have everlasting beloved Father. My grandmother was elated and was suprised that God had changed me. Now and then, she decided to attend church service with me every Sunday. We became closer and she spent more time with me when she got home from work. We had a great time chatting. I apologised to her for the disappointment and suffering over the past few months. She also apologised to me for not spending time with me. I helped her to do the housework to lighten her burden, and she was very grateful because she was less exhausted. I even learnt how to cook. That was what she was most pleased about. Our relationship improved. Sometimes, my cheerful Aunt Cara visited me and also helped me with my homework. I sometimes cooked dinner as a show of gratitude.
Over the past few years, I have made many new friends because they had seen me changing for the better such as becoming more friendly and helpful. I would like to thank God for having passed my O levels with flying colours. My grandmother planned a party for me to celebrate my good examination results and invited Aunt Cara and several church friends. I felt so blessed and no lo
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nger lonely.correct by my tutor, Alvin..
I pray and I wish and I wish and I pray. 10:32 PM