many incidents had happened in my life within 20 years of living. some of them are sweet,good and happy incidents but unfortunately most of the incidents are sad,full of hatred and even the incident that i wished it dont happen in my life. but,who am i to reverse the time back to where i want to repeat it. at the end,i was left all by myself.
we started to know each other at a normal shop. i looked at her using my pair of dark brown eyes. at the moment she smiled at me,i knew that it was a sign of agreement. impatiently,i grabbed her with my bare hands and took her into my car. she quiet all the way back to my house. as i reached my house gate,i pushed a button on remote and the gates open automatically. she was impressed and finally started to talk. i took her from the car and brought her in while introducing her to all my family members.
on 3rd of january 2011,i took her to school on the first day of schooling. she finally spoke up and tell her name which is JAZZ. eventhough she is black in colour,i tried my best by keeping her away from those whitening products such as chalk,dust and shoe polish. she was loyal as a dog can be to its master. when the bell rings,i too her out to the school canteen and we had breakfast. but she did not eat. as soon as recess finished,i took her back to my class. suddenly one idiot step on her. i was so furious at that idiot and started to scold him. i was relieved as he asked for the apology.
what i liked the most about jazz was,she keeps close to me eventhough she had many friends. since the schooling days,we always went home together. things worked so well between two of us. sadly she could not sleep with me on the same bed. my mother kept on asking her to stay outside because she was not welcomed to join the family. this reaction of my mother,continuously pierced my heart and it scatters. one day i decide to take her inside my room. we were talking,laughing and smiling like a happy couple.
unfortunately,the day came. one day i took her to a football field. i used her to kick the ball and she was dirty and eventually torn. i regretted this incident because football is only for guys and girls do not like it. now its just me alone. (lol)
i was happy again as my mother bought me a new pair of soccer boots but the feeling towards any shoes was never found again in me. i was os angry with my carelessness and regretted it for a few months. thank you JAZZ . i love you !
the idea of the essay is good. nice. and i had a great time reading it. tq irfan :D
untung lah, bestfriend.
ReplyDeletehaha. bestfriend la sangat :D
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