Onthatile Respect two 12 February 2008 Draft two
Big cauliflower clouds were boiling up. Thunder boomed in the distance. The storm exploded on us in a chaos of wind, water and noise. Suddenly, our world turned white. There was an earsplitting crack, and the air filled with screams, some of them my own.
One Friday night on the 7 of January 2006, my mum and I were heading home from church. We were all tired and we were planning to go directly home. Suddenly, we were caught in a storm. My mum and I ran towards the bus stop to seek shelter. I struggled to open the umbrella, but we were soon soaked. I began to shiver with terror but my mum wrapped her warm hands around me and assured me that everything was going to be alright.
After about half an hour, the storm eased a little. We decided to continue moving forward. However, ten minutes later, rain drop were hitting o me like bullets. A blinding flash freeze-framed my face.
Monday 28 January 2008
Wednesday 23 January 2008
Confession Of A Agliophobic
Onthatile Respect two 12 February 2008 Draft Two
SHE HURT ME REALLY BADLY. As I recalled the incident in my head my happiness started to seep away, and tears streaked down my cheeks. I found it hard to breathe. I felt deeply bitter on the inside. I closed my eyes and rested my head. I thought I was in the middle of a bad dream that I would soon wake out of but I knew that I was not fooling anyone. I was in denial and I realised that I had to come to terms with what had happened, I could not reverse it. Hate pierced through my heart and revenge was the only word that my brain was processing. Oh, how i longed for the day to come!
My friend, Natasha, and I were wild and outgoing! We did everything together from school work to house chores. whenever I was seething with anger, she knew how to calm me down. Whenever she heard me utter sounds of grief she would console me and assure me that everything was going to be alright. My family members did not like her. They accused her of being a bad influence on me.
"She’s going to hurt you really badly," my mum always said. "Whatever you sow you will reap," cried my grandfather. I always turned a blind eye to what they said, I did not care. Once me and Natasha were out going to get a drink when her father came to the shop to look for her. As he approached us I began trembling with terror. He began scolding Natasha in front of all the people in the shop. He accused Natasha of stealing his money. I felt panic-stricken as all this action was happening in front of me.
Dad please don't hit me," Natasha cried out, " It was not me who took it, Thati forced me to do it?" As I heard her utter those words, my mind went blank. I bit my lower lip as I was quaking with terror, hoping against hope that her father wouldn’t harm me. Immediately after her father heard that he turned towards me and slapped me. I fell flat on the ground.
As I got up from the ground, i realised that I was bleeding in my nose. The blood streaked down my mouth, I could taste it together with a mixture of mucus and tears. I ran home as fast as I could and when I got there I found my dad waiting for me with a belt in his hands. I approached him gingerly. As I was about to say something he pulled me towards him and he gave me a big hiding. "Go to your room and think of what you have done wrong, and come down when you are ready to apologise," he scolded. I walked toward my room with hate and anger written all over my face. I had opened my heart willingly and openly to Natasha and all she did was betray me.
The pain that she had caused me was unbearable. From that day on I had learned never to open up my heart to anyone, not even my parents. I told myself that if I don't let anyone in no one would be able to hurt me or cause me pain the same way Natasha did. I had learned to be self-centered.
SHE HURT ME REALLY BADLY. As I recalled the incident in my head my happiness started to seep away, and tears streaked down my cheeks. I found it hard to breathe. I felt deeply bitter on the inside. I closed my eyes and rested my head. I thought I was in the middle of a bad dream that I would soon wake out of but I knew that I was not fooling anyone. I was in denial and I realised that I had to come to terms with what had happened, I could not reverse it. Hate pierced through my heart and revenge was the only word that my brain was processing. Oh, how i longed for the day to come!
My friend, Natasha, and I were wild and outgoing! We did everything together from school work to house chores. whenever I was seething with anger, she knew how to calm me down. Whenever she heard me utter sounds of grief she would console me and assure me that everything was going to be alright. My family members did not like her. They accused her of being a bad influence on me.
"She’s going to hurt you really badly," my mum always said. "Whatever you sow you will reap," cried my grandfather. I always turned a blind eye to what they said, I did not care. Once me and Natasha were out going to get a drink when her father came to the shop to look for her. As he approached us I began trembling with terror. He began scolding Natasha in front of all the people in the shop. He accused Natasha of stealing his money. I felt panic-stricken as all this action was happening in front of me.
Dad please don't hit me," Natasha cried out, " It was not me who took it, Thati forced me to do it?" As I heard her utter those words, my mind went blank. I bit my lower lip as I was quaking with terror, hoping against hope that her father wouldn’t harm me. Immediately after her father heard that he turned towards me and slapped me. I fell flat on the ground.
As I got up from the ground, i realised that I was bleeding in my nose. The blood streaked down my mouth, I could taste it together with a mixture of mucus and tears. I ran home as fast as I could and when I got there I found my dad waiting for me with a belt in his hands. I approached him gingerly. As I was about to say something he pulled me towards him and he gave me a big hiding. "Go to your room and think of what you have done wrong, and come down when you are ready to apologise," he scolded. I walked toward my room with hate and anger written all over my face. I had opened my heart willingly and openly to Natasha and all she did was betray me.
The pain that she had caused me was unbearable. From that day on I had learned never to open up my heart to anyone, not even my parents. I told myself that if I don't let anyone in no one would be able to hurt me or cause me pain the same way Natasha did. I had learned to be self-centered.
Sunday 13 January 2008
My Exciting Holiday!!!
My holidays were quite interesting and boring at the same time. I had a lot of things to do so i did not get a chance to enjoy them as i wanted to.
When i found out how long our holidays were going to be i was over the moon and thrilled with excitement. I made a long things to do list and even calculated the amount of time i was going to spend doing those things.
When i found out how long our holidays were going to be i was over the moon and thrilled with excitement. I made a long things to do list and even calculated the amount of time i was going to spend doing those things.
A few days later i got my itenary for the holidays, i thought maybe it was not mine or something was wrong with the list. I was shocked with disbelief, how can my schedule be so packed? I then decided that i was going to enjoy my holidays despite my busy schedule.
The last week of October and the first week of November i had bridging pro gramme for two hours a day for three days. It was only for two hours a day so i didn't mind. I also had netball for three times a week and four hours for each training session. I also had metier practices for three to four times a week until the 27 of November.
Amazingly i got through November without killing myself from all the stress i had encountered that month.
Amazingly i got through November without killing myself from all the stress i had encountered that month.
December was quit relaxed, I had gotten used to the netball practices so i never bothered my self about it.
On the 22 of December all the way to Christmas day my church held a Christmas drama which was exciting and fun to watch. That was one of the most exciting thing things that happened during my holidays. I also got a new cell phone for my Christmas present which made me more happy.
On the 22 of December all the way to Christmas day my church held a Christmas drama which was exciting and fun to watch. That was one of the most exciting thing things that happened during my holidays. I also got a new cell phone for my Christmas present which made me more happy.
My training sessions finally came to an end and the schools opened. I was excited to meet my friends and start afresh. Overall I kind of enjoyed my holidays, it was full of hard work and excitement.
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