Elijah's Life Experiences

Many a time, you may have heard about the saying that "Blood is thicker than water" . Don't agree, well read on ...              Blood is thicker than water.             I had always despised him. I had always wondered why he had been treated better than me. He was always the apple of my parent’s eye. On the other hand, I was perpetually lashed out at. To me, I was the black sheep in my family. At school, he scored better results than me. He was none other than my brother, Jason. Little did I expect things to change for the better after that incident.             “ Your brother is really such a jerk. I agree with you, he really is one,” My best friend, Thomas replied once I had narrated to him how things had turned out between Jason and I during recess at an alley behind the canteen. Thomas was a more reli...

An Unwelcome Visitor From my archives ...           Bitter.          Albert and I were not the best of brothers. From childhood, Albert had always been the black sheep of the family. He always got into fights at school and barely made the cut at any exam he did. I was different. Very different. I passed my exams with flying colours and was the apple of our parents’ eyes. As such, Albert grew green-eyed and as envious as a Spaniard. He always bullied me at school with his gang of friends, turning my peers against me with malicious rumours. However, that was not satisfactory enough for him. Growing up, Albert constantly harassed me. However, I did not expect things to turn for the worse that fateful day.          Sarah and I plopped onto our brown leather sofa. Our eyes were fixed on the television screen as it flashed scenes from “Dracula Untold”. Sa...

Neighbour from hell – version 2             Shocked beyond words.             Whenever she passed by, everyone would think she was just like any middle-aged woman. You can always expect her arrival when you hear the ‘click-click-click’ sound of her high-heeled shoes. To me, she is none other than my annoying neighbour, Mrs Lim. Every night, her living room hi-fi stereo would be turned on at full blast, and accompanied by her off-key karaoke singing that threatened to destroy the average eardrums. That fateful Friday, however, I finally learnt about the truth behind Mrs Lim’s habitual singing …             Eyelids as heavy as lead, I slumped onto my comfortable leather sofa. I had burnt the candle at both ends studying for my Primary Five Science examinations. Overwhelmed by fatigue, I was just about to doze off ...

A Challenge             Regret.             We were poor. As poor as church mice. Things did not get any better when Father did not get any better when Father passed away. Ever since Father’s untimely demise, Mother had to work long hours every day just to make ends meet. At school, I was always teased about being poor, especially by the notorious school bully, James. A roguish smirk would always be plastered on the bully’s face as he extracted his wrath on me. One day, however, I did not expect the situation to get out of hand.             Brilliant rays of sunshine streamed in between the leaves of an Angsana tree as I settled down under it. It was recess and I had already wolfed down the last of my food. I made my way in the direction of the Angsana tree, a routine with me, with a book in hand to read. To oth...