Today's topic is about what I was like the previous years , what I've had and what I've learned from it.
I used to be a really bad friend, I copied homework from my best friend, lets call her Jane.
Everyday, I went to school early just to get my homework "done", when I was in primary 5. It was a month before when I started copying her work. One month later, it was the P5 camp. During the last day of the camp, she suddenly didn't want to talk to me and I didn't know the reason why.
So on that day, I went home,crying. My mother fetched me from school and I decided to put up an act. We walked to a foodcourt nearby.I think that my mother sensed that something wasn't right with me and asked me if anything has happened to me. I couldn't take it anymore, tears were welling up in my eyes, I cried. I told my mother about the Jane thing and she was like okay okay, don't cry. She patted my back and comforted me, I felt so embarrassed as I was in public. I was really good to that girl except that copying think that makes me a bad friend...
The lesson I learned , never believe those who are putting on an angel's face, the devil was once an angel.
I used to be a really bad friend, I copied homework from my best friend, lets call her Jane.
Everyday, I went to school early just to get my homework "done", when I was in primary 5. It was a month before when I started copying her work. One month later, it was the P5 camp. During the last day of the camp, she suddenly didn't want to talk to me and I didn't know the reason why.
So on that day, I went home,crying. My mother fetched me from school and I decided to put up an act. We walked to a foodcourt nearby.I think that my mother sensed that something wasn't right with me and asked me if anything has happened to me. I couldn't take it anymore, tears were welling up in my eyes, I cried. I told my mother about the Jane thing and she was like okay okay, don't cry. She patted my back and comforted me, I felt so embarrassed as I was in public. I was really good to that girl except that copying think that makes me a bad friend...
The lesson I learned , never believe those who are putting on an angel's face, the devil was once an angel.