Salam.
Greetings everyone!
When I reopened that old dusty 'high school memories box' I found some scrolls and rolled papers but on that meantime I don't even intend to open it. But as things got harder coz I got so many time left to spend (sometimes a lil bit depressed coz I was bored to death, just hanging around my room and did nothing, hehe, its killing me u know), so, just to kill time, I explored everything I didn't previously in that box.
It were nothing but essays and poems I've made years ago, when I was paradoxically a creative minded youngster on that time. Yeah, haven't I told you that? Several years ago I was a kid full of melodramas and had often got myself so seriously into arts. In fact, I am still part of art enthusiasm till now, but since I haven't trained myself for quite long time, I left it dead and gain no interest anymore about it.
I'm not that well talented person, but at least there are still something I can do about it. When I was younger I was exposed to the world of comic books, fantasy cartoons and caricature, and latest, manga and anime (which I got well infected), and I think I kinda like it. So I trained myself a lil bit about drawing skills and made it as a one of my favourite pastime. It was kid's stuff, but it was rooted to my soul so deeply till I had even think of being an artist, or a cartoonist one day. That sounds serious, but still, its still just a kid's stuff, so as time passed, it left dead. The only carcass it left is the skills; I still got some of it, but not so good of course. Huhu.
When I was 16, I was excited about literature and languages. I was quite serious about that also, and decided to train myself writing as well. But at the same time, I never stop drawing. So I did both; comics and novels, but unfortunately I never finished them. When I completed one episode on my comic book, I let my friends read it. Surprisingly, they liked it! Haha, and they had always demanded for more episodes, so I did 5 episodes of them before I stop, just to please them. And then I concentrated on my writings and try to complete a novel. But it never happened, (and I don't know why) huhu. But I still managed to complete and have several poems and essays, which now kept safe and sound in the box.
I'm sharing with you today, one of my high school essay, entitled 'Love'.
'Love'
Love is something universal. You may love your parents, your friends, your brothers, or even everybody you fancy, but a love to a person you really adores is distinctively different. It is a gift from God to have such a feeling to the person who you think can make you happy together and willing to share everything with you as a life partner. And as any other person, me too had experienced love to the only girl I realyy admires all this while, who now had now become my wife, Alice.
I had firstly met Alice at my primary school, when we just reached 10 years old. But although we were in the same school, I did not know her very well, as we were in different classes. And as we're still yet too small on that time, so I did not have any feelings to her at all. She was just like any other friends of mine and no other. But after all, my chidlhood memories that I had with her when I was a child had actually become a stepping stone for me to start knowing her better and started to like her later.
After I finished my studies there, I moved to a secondary school in Arkansas, where I met her again there. It is like we were really fated to be together, when me and Alice were arranged to be in the same class again for the next 5 semesters we had. That was quite a long time, long enough for me to get to know her better then. Being 5 semesters together had tied us into a very close friend, where we had shared laughs and tears together through the years.
As time passes, me and Alice had become closer and closer. Our relationship is just like tangles on a string; which can never be separated. That was the moment where I realized that I had really fall in love with her deeply. I learned that I could never live without her on my side. So, after weighing pros and cons, I had decided to confess my feelings to her. Of course I did not want to end up with her just as a friend.
So, on the allocated day, I had a heart-to-heart conversation with her. And just after the Graduation Day celebration; our last as school student there, I had confessed to her heartilyabout my feelings. I'm feeling like on top of the world when she answered positively to my brave confessional. It was such one of the most wonderful day ever I had in my life. I am so happy that she had also loves me, as well as I am. We had pledged allegiance to each other and promised to keep our love.
At the age of 20, I had became a chef at a famous hotel in Missouri, while Alice was a salesgirl at a nearby market there. Even though it had been 5 years after the graduation date, yet we were still held on our love. As other couples, we were still spent some times together by the weekends and had dinner together. It continues till we had finally married 5 months later. And with the good salary I had as a chef, I had bought a big luxurious mansion on the hillside at South Carolina, where me and Alice had settled there as a newly-wed couple. We had led a happy life there together in a family, till now.
Although it had been almost 40 years from the graduation date, my love to Alice had never fades. To me, she is still the same beautiful Alice as 40 years ago. I still loved her, and will always love her as my true love till the day I die.
The End
Haha. Such a wrecked essay right? With all the grammatical errors, I think it fits myself as a 17 years old boy's essay, especially on 'Love' as I had never have any experience about that before. Huhu.
Still epic to me anyway. =)
Next posts will be on poems. Hihi. That would be hilarious. See ya later dude!
Salam.
2 comments:
HAHAHAHA
Dely story pasal C H E N T A la.
Good Job, dude!
Yeah, I'll kill you later.
hehe :P
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