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Tuesday, August 4, 2009
Prank
It was a windy day as the breeze coughed through the windows of my home.My parents has decided to migrate to the united states as dad was sent by the company there.As I was rummaging through piles of books,I came across a book,an old one,covered with layers of dust and cobwebs.As the saying goes,curiosity kills the cat,I immediately blew the dust away and cleaned it with a dry cloth.I didnt know what lays in the diary but I was willing to find out.As I flipped through the pages of the diary,I came across an entry regarding a prank played on someone who got hurt physically & emotionally...
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"And so,similes are used to compare two different...". Similes,similes,similes.The word just keeps appearing in my head for about the billionth already.Just when Mrs.Smith was about to continue with metaphors,the bell rang.Sighs of relieve was heard and Mrs.Smith gave us the pissed off look.As she walked off,my clique gathered.
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"Eh eh,later want to hang out at WhiteSands?" "Cannot,we have remedial later on.Sorry.." As small conversations started among us,Ben suggested an idea,which we never knew,could hurt someone. "Since we have so much time before remedial starts,why not we prank call people?" Ben suggested. "Okay la." The rest agreed.
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"Hello,Christine.Lynn fell down at the MRT station.She's injured badly." Ben told Christine. "Oh my god...Are you serious?" Christine replied,worried."Yes." was all Ben could say.He hung the phone up & we started laughing.Ben called Lynn to ask her to play along with them,but Christine had already called & comfirmed.First prank,failed. Ben then decided to prank another person,someone we never knew was hyperaesthetic...
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"Hello,Angie.Jane is in the hospital" Ben said. "Sure or not?How you know?" Angie responded. "She just now on the bus so clumsy then fall off the bus." Ben said,sounding sad. "Sure or not..?Okay..." the phone hunged up. A roar of laughter arosed & not everyone cared about what was to happen.As Ben & Angie messaged,I suddenly recalled something.Angie does not cool down if she knew she was pranked on.Soon,many calls came in.Through my phone and other members of my clique.Wanting to end the prank,I called Angie and on the loudspeaker,but no sound came out.Just my luck.I couldnt end it.Then,Steffany came and Ben asked her to act out through the phone.Just as I knew it.It would be worser than I had thought.Angie got worried and called Chris to comfirm the truth.
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It was out.The prank failed.But what was worse was...Was that Angie had been emotionally hurt.Not only that.When she received the news,she fell down the stairs & had to have three stiches.This was horrible.She was hurt emotionally and physically..It was something I could never forgive myself from..I failed to stop things from worsening...I have failed...
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It has been three weeks since that incident and it had stayed vividly on my mind.It never was vanished nor destroyed.It can never be gone,cause each time Angie passes me,the stiches on her would always remind of the incident.For now,I'll just keep quiet...
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As I closed the diary,memories flashed back,as though everything was happening again.Tears rolled down as I regretted what happened on that fateful day.No one expected anything like this to happen...As I continued to pack my books,I kept reminding myself to not make any mistakes like this again in the future..
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~ends~
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Was quite emotional for today.
Went to the toilet with inging for about a period,just to cry.
she couldnt stand me crying,so too bad.
the day was as bad as ever as my mood went down per periods passes.
nothing left to say.
all i need to say is:
I'm really sorry for whatever that's happened & I only blame myself for it.
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~ends~


.i whine today, have u? .

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