Elijah's Life Experiences

Here is another version of "A close shave" - something  about a tree incident ...      I was dreadfully hungry.     Golden rays of sunshine sprinkled the ground. Despite the cheery sunshine, I trudged back home, my face as glum as an oyster. It was a tranquil Saturday afternoon and I was taking a stroll along the pavement round my neighbourhood. I was in an extremely bad mood as I was currently suffering from gastric pains. Why did I not eat anything for breakfast and lunch? Such a silly person I had been.     Then, something happened.     For some inexplicable reason, I shot a furtive glance at Miss Shah's garden. She was my neighbour and a close friend of my mother. Miss Shah had false eyelashes that stuck out a foot in front of her lovely Madonna face. She always enjoyed growing mangoes. Seeing the juicy ripe mangoes weighing down the branches of her mango tree, I drooled and rubbed my hands gleefully. ...

"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...

Have you ever experienced (probably yes?) a most unforgettable incident which served as a hard lesson in your life? Well, here is a story about "A punishing incident" ...           The day was indeed beautiful.          I had managed to persuade Mother to let me go to East Coast Park to cycle. At first, she was rather reluctant and thought I would get into trouble. But after much coaxing she agreed. Till this day, I can still remember the fateful moment of sweet success and triumph. Oh, how happy!          “ Hey guys! I’m here! Sorry to keep you waiting,” I called out to my friends, Zack and Sean. They were waiting under the coconut palm at East Coast Park. A few days back, we had planned to meet up at East Coast Park to head out cycling. Last week, I had acquired new cycling skills and could not wait to show them off to my friends. Upon rea...

I wrote the following unfinished piece of work "Act of bravery" in July 2013.          Beads of perspiration rolled down Davin’s cheeks incessantly like broken beads.   Trudging back home from school, Davin felt as glum as an oyster. My school bag really weighed like a ton of bricks! However the very thought of his favourite dish that his mother had promised to cook for him, awaiting him at home, reenergized his flagging spirits. “The teacher really gives lots of homework. The load of homework is indeed superfluous!” Davin muttered to himself grumpily.          With the sun blazing down mercilessly from the azure blue sky and onto the fast wilting walking figure, Davin suddenly caught a strong whiff of smoke. What is this? At that juncture, a shrill cry for help sent Davin reeling from his thoughts and back into the reality of the present. To his utmost horror, Davin froze in his tracks, ope...

Here is a short descriptive excerpt on the "Incident with  an angry old man" An ear-piercing smash, sounding like the shattering of glass, penetrated the laidback air surrounding old Mr Lim’s house. The boys gasped in horror. They started to regret their act of sneaking into Mr Lim’s garden to have a game of football. Frank had kicked the ball so hard that it had smashed a window shattering it into pieces. He now stood rooted to the ground not knowing what to make of the situation.             “Who kicked the ball and caused it to smash my window?” Old Mr Lim’s voice was cold and hard. He came out of his house, his face scarlet with fury. If looks could kill, Frank would have been six feet under. Old Mr Lim was a tall, solid chunk of a man, the kind that chopped phonebooks into half for fun. His silver grey hair seemed to stand up like a porcupine, as if they were seething with rage too. Glaring at the boys, Justin...