Elijah's Life Experiences

Dread (almost lost my life) … encounter with a gang             Dread.             Dread because I almost lost my life that day.             It all started long after a friendly basketball match at the Marine Parade Community Club. Our team had won the match. While the rest of the team members had been celebrating our victory at a nearby fast food restaurant, I was not so lucky. Beads of perspiration rolled down my cheeks like faulty faucet as I waited patiently for Mother to pick me up for tuition. Coincidentally, a group of teenagers stormed towards me like Stormtroopers.             Or may be it was not a coincidence at all …             Out of the blue, their eyes flickered in recognition as they settled in on me. How did they know me? I barely even knew them at all. Scrutinizing them carefully, it dawned on me those teenagers were our opponents during the basketball match. Their looks of recognition soon changed to a degree of awful hatred in their eyes. For a

" A sad twist to an incident in the MRT train " was an essay I submitted recently in school.             I started to cry.             Recently, my grades had dropped from As to Cs due to my conceit and addiction to playing online games. My parents were totally devastated by the drop in my academic grades. Being uneducated food hawkers, all they could do was try to counsel me but to no avail. To make matters worse, I recently failed my Mathematics exam; and Mathematics had always been my strongest suit. That was the final straw. My attitude in class deteriorated. I was also coerced by Joe and his cool gang into taking up smoking. Several weeks after my first puff, I was addicted. Every puff was like a lifeline – offering me temporary relief from my current predicament.             My addiction soon came to an unpredictable end.             “Blast it! There is not enough money to buy cigarettes!” I grumbled like an old man as I entered the MRT train bound for