SPM day 2

[English 1]

i feel like posting my essay up. pretty happy with it. i know i didn't put alot of nice expressions and high quality vocab but you can't blame me. i didn't know the english language had such a wide variety of expressions and vocabs till last month when pn roseline taught me.

seriously, those of you who have gotten pn roseline as your english teacher for at least a year, if you don't get at least an A-, i don't know what have you been doing in her class.. -.- she is like the best of the best english teachers. no offence intended..=P

anyway, my essay. i used hannah's name. wasn't intending on it but it was the only name that appeared to me at that moment. the other name apart from hannah's that was in my head was.....miley..

i don't know why....okay.. >.<

title: end your essay with the sentence '..We said our goodbyes and went our seperate ways.'


I sauntered towards the school gate and stopped next to Hannah. I turned my face towards hers. She did not turn to face me, but instead her gaze was focus on the road. Her tears however, were betraying her. Large, crystal drops were flowing down her pale, translucent cheeks.

I turned away from her. As I did so, memories started to flood my mind.

I was perched on the foot of my bed, my body stiff with fear. I had remain in this position far too long and there were pins and needles by my half asleep feet. The shimmering moonlight reflected on my floor tiles, bringing light to my dark room. My heart, however was downcasted and dark.

My parents were yelling again outside my door. They have been at each other's neck for months, who know why. This fight seemed the worst though.

I hummed to myself in attempt to block the screaming, to block my parents out, to block all my problems away. The louder I hummed, the louder the roaring became.

I reached for my phone and dialled Hannah's familiar number. This was my last resort.

''Hello?'' her mumbled voice told me I had rudely awakened her.

''Were you asleep?'' my voice was hoarsed with anxiety.

''No, it's fine,'' her voice clearer now. ''Are they fighting again?''

I did not answer her.

''What do you want me to do?'' she asked patiently, lovingly.

''Can you..tell me a story?''

Hannah started prattling her spur-of-the-moment story, in efforts to distract me.

''Hannah, how does it feels like to be in a happy family?'' I interrupted her story-telling.

''Well..uhm..they don't fight,'' Hannah cautiously replied after a pause.

I started to cry.

Hannah in desperate attempt to distract me, started singing.

''Somewhere out there, someone cares for me,'' her beautiful, soothing voice filled my ears.

I supressed my sobs and focused on the angelic voice.

The voices of my parents were getting louder. Unforbiden words, unforgivable phrases were yelled.

Then silence.

All I could hear was Hannah's beautiful song.

Then I heard a slam of the door. The car engine in my garage roared to life and went away quickly.

''Hannah, I think my mom just left..'' my voice quivered.

I heard her drew a quick sharp breath for a moment.

"Somewhere out there, someone's saying a prayer,'' she continued her melody of hope.

I just lay there, sprawled on my bed, and cry and cry and cry while Hannah consoled me with her song.

My father's car rolled over and honked at me, bringing me back to present day. I wiped the hot stained tears from my cheeks and faced Hannah. This time, she turned her blotchy face towards me.

This was the end of high school. This was the end of late phone calls. This was the end of our friendship. This was the last time we would ever lay our eyes on each other again.

We both knew, this was the end. Hannah will be across the globe tomorrow, pursueing her ambition of a doctor.

We both knew, this was the end.

We said our goodbyes and went our seperate ways.

Isn't it sad.. i told my mom the story and she was laughing. -.-