Showing posts with label Xuan Jing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Xuan Jing. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 27, 2010

Scenario 1

It was a cold and gloomy day. The lighting flashed, and the thunder boomed deafeningly and I lunged from the park to my block's void deck. As I was running, the lift arrived and i got into it.As the lift's door was closing, a man came running to the lift and used his leg to prevent the lift door
from closing. He smiled a sinister smile at me that sent chills down my spine and blocked the exit of the lift.I remembered some of my neighbors were robbed but the thief is still at large. As the lift door closes the man reaches inside his pocket to take out a knife and says,'Give me all your valuables,' My heart races, butterflies appeared in my stomach out of the blue. My hand stretches out to give him the wallet.

Scenario 3

I stood there dumbfounded, looking at my beloved Nike bag which was given to me as a reward for doing well in PSLE. It had a pen mark on it! As i reach into the bag for tissue in attempt to wipe the pen mark off in annoyance, I felt something slimy, to my horror, when I looked inside my bag,
i saw something white and yellow in colour-eggs! All my books were covered with eggs! My lips pursed with suppressed fury and I clenched my fist in fury, knuckles turning white. I was about to storm off to the teacher's table when Mark whispered to me,'Sean!Your pencil case is in the dustbin, shredded.' I rushed to the dustbin and looked inside. Just as what Mark had said, it was shredded.I shouted in stentorian bellows in spite of the teacher,'Who did all this to my things? You better admit or else!'