Elijah's Life Experiences

Here is a featured essay "It was all my fault" I wrote in class during my Primary Five days at Ngee Ann Primary School. Quarrels among siblings are very common. However at times, things could go out of hand ...              It was all my fault.             My sister, Nicole would always get whatever she wanted. From the day Nicole was born, my parents diverted their love from me to her as she had cute chestnut brown eyes and toothless gums. As for me, I was simply ignored and cast aside. This made me become as jealous as a Spaniard and caused many arguments between Nicole and me. Despite her best efforts, Mother could not stop us from being at loggerheads with each other.             But that fateful incident changed everything.             “Just b...

"How foolish I was" - a story to be told on crime and the wheels of justice ...              How foolish I was.             How foolish I had been to believe my friends who were as cunning as foxes. It all started like this …             I was the leader of the infamous gang called the Mandarins. My fellow friends, Frank and Jacob and I had committed several heists across the globe. We were Interpol’s most wanted criminals.             Jacob Worming was a small ratty-looking man whose front teeth stuck out underneath an apparently well-groomed moustache – incidentally his pride and joy. He had a fine crop of raven dark hair which he parted in the middle. Jacob Worming was the brains in the team – his deep set eyes could burrow deep into your deep...

          My heart was in my mouth.          The living room was a sea of darkness, with brief lights from the television illuminating the room. I felt a sense of fear running through my spine. My heart palpitated with immense excitement as I watched the horror movie. Screams of agonizing pain and terrifying noises reverberated through my house. I was watching a horror movie entitled “Evil Dead”. Its special effects were tremendously amazing. I was so deeply engrossed that the buzzing of the streets, which sounded like humming flies failed to distract me.          Then, the real horror started.          Out of the blue, the television was mysteriously switched off and the entire living room was plunged into suffocating darkness, pitch dark. My eyes were bulging like an owl, with one moment sitting on the sofa and panic engul...