Elijah's Life Experiences

On the last day of 2013, here is my latest post of a short story I wrote "An achievement" . I look forward to sharing more essays with you in 2014. Happy New Year, everyone!          My mind was a blank.          I shifted uncomfortably as I watched Jane, my friend on stage finish the last part of her speech. You see, I had stage fright. I was as sure as death and taxes that the audience watching my presentation would burst out laughing at me. The thought made me extremely nervous. I was on tenterhooks with each passing moment. Anxiety encompassed me. Would everyone laugh at me? What if my friends and teachers ridicule me? Like a child, I had butterflies churning in my abdomen.          Moments later and it was my turn to step onto the dreaded wooden stage.          It was now or never I psyched myself, forcing to remain calm as I walked onto the stage. I could feel the stares on me. My face seemed to turn grey with fearful apprehension. The students who wer

I enjoyed writing the following short story "Betrayed" which tells about a heist gone wrong. Hope you enjoy reading this as much as I loved writing it.             Betrayed …             It all started like this. I was the leader of a notorious gang known as the Mandarin, committing heists all around the prosperous island of Singapore. Our team consisted of Jack, John and myself. Jack Worming was a small ratty-looking man whose front teeth stuck out underneath an apparently well-groomed moustache – incidentally his pride and joy. Jack was the brains of the team – his deep-set eyes could burrow into your deepest thoughts and his thin lips were periodically pursed into a cryptic smile.             John Armstrong, however, was the muscle, in the team. He was probably once a competitive athlete as even up till this day, the muscles on him were still clearly evident. Sporting a clean-shaven scalp, a bull-dog countenance, a thick bull-neck, big and broad shoulders

Take heed of this essay "Never" ... for it tells of what to take note of in life ...           Never.          Never had I ever expected it to turn out this way.          It all started as a result of my alarm clock! The batteries’ lifespan was out and this inevitably led it to not ringing. I found myself waking up late! It was 9 am! Being the sole breadwinner in my family, panic and anxiety engulfed me. I was as sure as taxes and death that I would be fired if I had been late once again. It had become a bad habit. Pulling off the morning lethargy, I dressed myself and headed out.          Growing even more tense with every second, I rushed down the stairs. In a haste, I forgot to wear my spectacles. I gobbled down my breakfast and rushed into my old but trusty Toyota.          Revving the engine, I cruised into the main lane. I was indeed a very notorious speedster. Like my bad habit of being late, it had to become one which was irrevocably irreversib

"The surprise" tells about an unpleasant and tragic turn of events ...      The surprise.     A memorable day. What was Father going to bring back home? I had done well for my final year examinations. My raven dark hair danced in the light breeze as though it was celebrating my success with me.     “Amy, stop jumping around! You will soon collide into something. And what if it is fragile?” Mother warned me. “What if? I do not care!” My loud reply reverberated throughout the otherwise silent house. I was simply on top of the world! I am the apple of my father’s eye – he would definitely bring back something nice I had thought to myself.     A few hours later, my sheer happiness soon began to die down. My eyes which were sparkling like stars soon stopped. Anxiety engulfed me. When is Father coming back home? He should be back by now. I tried to contemplate positive thoughts but it was impossible. All at once, I began to feel as though something had happened. T