XDD I'm in English 7A.
[English Seventh Grade Advance.]
So I wrote this for 3 hours.
And end up getting an A+.
[I’m Sorry]
"KIRA J. NGUYEN, WAKE UP!!!" I heard someone bellow into my ear, followed by some few snickering. "How many times are you going to fall asleep in my class?" That was my English teacher, Mrs. Belsom. She was a sweet lady, but sometimes she could be a tiny bit vicious... like now. I opened my eyes slowly and my eyes were caught by a boy that seemed more than just familiar. "Just wake up and greet our new student, Jason." My voice was tangled between my lips.
"H-Hello Jason." I stuttered.
"Hello Kira." He gave me a blank expression. He was probably surprised that he would run into me after 5 years. You see, Jason is my childhood friend when we were nine.
"WELL! Since you both know each other, I'll let you two sit together." Mrs. Belsom exclaimed, joyful that I had something to keep me awake.
"Jason? Is it really you?" Questioning him wasn't the first thing on my mind...
"Yes, it's me."
"Why are you here? Isn't your dad needed in Washington?"
"Eh... He got transferred back here."
That’s great! I have so much to tell you!"
"I'm not in the mood right now..."
"Hm. How about lunch?! I can share my lunch my mom made me, just like we use to do when we were kids." I smiled and thought of the past.
"What occurred in the past, stays in the past." Just then, the bell rang. During the whole lunch period, I hung with him. Jason didn't seem to mind, it seemed like he enjoys the company. I introduced him to a few of my friends and it wasn't difficult getting him to fit in. Jason was a real popular person at the start.
After school, I decided to tell him something I wanted to tell him for a very long time... "Jason! Hold up!" He looked behind his shoulder, said a few words to his new friends, and walked right up to me.
"What is it?"
"Since you're back and all... And..." He looked at me as if I'm an annoying little sibling. Could I be nothing to him? Should I tell him I had feelings for him ever since the day I met him?
"Jason... When we were nine back then..."
"Look, I told you. What occurred in the past, stays in the past."
"But, Jason!"
"WHAT?" He looked furious now. His dark hair brushing in the wind, his brown eyes piercing everything he’s glaring at.
"I LIKE YOU, EVER SINCE THAT DAY!" I wanted to cry, sob... Do whatever to let out all of my feelings and emotions, but I didn't, I couldn't. The sun was just about setting... It seemed like eternity for him to reply. He looked soft and gentle, but the words he spoke... were cold and dark.
"Whatever." After those words, I ran away. Running non-stop to my home, where standing at the door, was my mom. Arms wide open to greet me with an embrace. The trees in our front yard were just about losing all their leaves. Its crisp feeling gave me hope. Hope that I can prove to Jason I love him.
Later that night, I climbed into my mom's arms and hugged her. I told her everything that happened today. She understood how I felt, that’s why I told her. Not like most moms, who were mostly over-protective about their daughters. My mom was the fathoming one. She gave me advice when I really needed it. Since I don't have much "best-friends" she was like a sister to me. As we were watching the news, my eyes caught the window. Outside was the sky, dark as ever, but the stars pulsed strongly with the massive glowing moon. When we were through with television, and the clock read "9:35" we headed to separate rooms. Mines were the farthest down the hall, while my mom's was right across. Before I slept, I thought about Jason. I won't ever give up on him, never. Not even on the day I’ll die.
A few days passed, and everything was the same... JASON. JASON. JASON! I could tell I was annoying him a lot, but I didn't have a choice. It was me showing him how much I care. The true reason why I loved him so much was that he was always there for me whenever he could. When I was little, I didn't have any friends. Due to me annoying and loud attitude... Jason would be the true meaning in making me smile. I didn't like him before, but then as we grew up together, a lot of things changed. Change in the past doesn't mean change would never appear again in the present. In school, after school, even on the weekends, I would follow Jason. Call him, text him, e-mail him, IM him. I would do ANYTHING to contact him. It was also strange, because I wore a cheesy ninja costume to follow him one sunny evening. Jason thought it was pathetic, but he started to laugh his lungs out. Seeing him happy like that encouraged me to continue on.
“Hey! Why did the chicken cross the road?!"
"Why...?" He rolled his eyes.
"…TO GET TO THE OTHER SIDE! Ha-ha!" I think he really knows I don't get it. "Ha-ha yeah, I don't get it either." I had sparkles in my eyes when he patted my head and grinned.
"It's okay, I don't either." My "funniness" attracted Jason. I think he made him remember the fun, mischievous times we had as children. The flashbacks warmed my heart, but the good times always come to an end... Just like how it happened a few years back.
"Jason..." I said one day. We were sitting on a white bench in the cold winter park. Jason sighed, and a puff of his warm breath made a cloudy mist into the still air. "Do you... like me?" I held my breath, keeping in that body temperature inside. I looked at Jason; he didn't look back at me though. I held onto his arm, and my eyes pleaded for an answer.
"To be honest..." My face lightened up, tears almost escaping my pupils. The face of the earth seemed to freeze in the freezing atmosphere. "I don't." There were no words to ever describe how I felt at that moment. Of course I was heart broken, but that didn't mean I would stop loving him.
"B-B-But... WHY?! Why?"
"I like someone else." Those words also struck me like a flaming arrow piercing through my heart. "Sorry Kira." He was smiling, too. How could he be smiling? Couldn't he see he was tearing me apart?
"Jason... I... I love you though! Please tell me you're just fooling around! I LOVE YOU JASON!"
"LOOK. Kira! I already like someone! So you can just move on!"
"Jason..."
"FORGET ABOUT ME!" He flung his arms away from my grasp, and walked away. I sat there, all alone with no one by my side. Without Jason next to me made me feel empty and lonely all over again. Like how I felt when I was an outcast, how I was with no friends, and especially with no one to love. When Jason had said he liked someone else, it made me fathom that I was being selfish over love. My mom had told me once that love is not selfish and that if you love someone, you would let me go. Of course I didn’t follow that. I didn’t let Jason go, how could I after those years of memories? We were apart for over 2 years, and about 3 years straight of friendship. I know it wasn’t right to love someone who had no reason to love you back, but I couldn’t help it. I’m a human being. I looked up at the sky, which was getting darker by the minute. Standing up, I walked off and into the street heading home.
“WATCH OUT LITTLE GIRL!!”
“The heck…?” I was shocked so turning back to see who was shouting at me... What I saw was headlights speeding my way. My brain acted slowly, I didn’t know what to do. My body was still, frozen in place. All I heard next was a remarkable crash and an unbearable stinging in my rib cage. An icy feeling in my head knocked me unconscious.
“Is she going to be okay doctor?” I heard series of people talking.
“She fractured her back bones and ribs….”
“IS SHE GOING TO SURVIVE?!”
“I doubt it… The truck crashed into her pretty roughly.” Then I heard running footsteps. A lot of them.
“I’M HER TEACHER! AND THESE ARE HER CLASSMATES, NOW MOVE!” It was Mrs. Belsom’s voice. What happened to me? Even though I couldn’t see them, I knew they were all around me. I could even feel someone else… Jason.
“Jason…” I let out a mumble. Gently he grasped my hand and held it tightly. With all my strength, I tried opening my eyes. Everything was blurred, but I could see Jason’s complexity quite fine. His eyes frantic and had rings under them from probably lack of sleep. His hair messy, his clothes looked liked he dressed up in the dark. Jeans with pockets inside out, gray T-Shirt that’s worn backwards, and his jacket lop-sided. “I’m sorry I couldn’t make you happy… I’m sorry for bothering you… I’m sorry my… love was selfish.”
“No… You’re love wasn’t selfish… I was the selfish one.” Everyone around us seemed to be getting uncomfortable. I knew I was about to pass away, and they knew it too. Even though I couldn’t look at myself right now, I knew I looked like a wreck. My forehead burned with intense heat, my eyes were so heavy it was slaving to keep them open.
“What do… you mean?” My voice was getting weaker and weaker with each passing breath.
“Don’t be silly,” he smiled and closed his eyes, “I loved you all along… That’s why I came back to be by your side.”
“The promise…?”
“Yes, the promise. I kept it, didn’t I?” His smile was heart throbbing than ever; it surely did heal my dieing heart. That’s when I felt all my energy slowly being pulled away. Jason’s hand suddenly felt so far away.
“Jason, I’m sorry… I… couldn’t make you… happy.” Those were my last words before the long note was sang by the machine that calculated my heart beat. Of course, after my death there was a small funeral. I didn’t have much best friends or friends, but my funeral did pack a lot of people. Classmates, teachers, cousins, family members I didn’t even know, and my guest of honor… Jason.
[English Seventh Grade Advance.]
So I wrote this for 3 hours.
And end up getting an A+.
[I’m Sorry]
"KIRA J. NGUYEN, WAKE UP!!!" I heard someone bellow into my ear, followed by some few snickering. "How many times are you going to fall asleep in my class?" That was my English teacher, Mrs. Belsom. She was a sweet lady, but sometimes she could be a tiny bit vicious... like now. I opened my eyes slowly and my eyes were caught by a boy that seemed more than just familiar. "Just wake up and greet our new student, Jason." My voice was tangled between my lips.
"H-Hello Jason." I stuttered.
"Hello Kira." He gave me a blank expression. He was probably surprised that he would run into me after 5 years. You see, Jason is my childhood friend when we were nine.
"WELL! Since you both know each other, I'll let you two sit together." Mrs. Belsom exclaimed, joyful that I had something to keep me awake.
"Jason? Is it really you?" Questioning him wasn't the first thing on my mind...
"Yes, it's me."
"Why are you here? Isn't your dad needed in Washington?"
"Eh... He got transferred back here."
That’s great! I have so much to tell you!"
"I'm not in the mood right now..."
"Hm. How about lunch?! I can share my lunch my mom made me, just like we use to do when we were kids." I smiled and thought of the past.
"What occurred in the past, stays in the past." Just then, the bell rang. During the whole lunch period, I hung with him. Jason didn't seem to mind, it seemed like he enjoys the company. I introduced him to a few of my friends and it wasn't difficult getting him to fit in. Jason was a real popular person at the start.
After school, I decided to tell him something I wanted to tell him for a very long time... "Jason! Hold up!" He looked behind his shoulder, said a few words to his new friends, and walked right up to me.
"What is it?"
"Since you're back and all... And..." He looked at me as if I'm an annoying little sibling. Could I be nothing to him? Should I tell him I had feelings for him ever since the day I met him?
"Jason... When we were nine back then..."
"Look, I told you. What occurred in the past, stays in the past."
"But, Jason!"
"WHAT?" He looked furious now. His dark hair brushing in the wind, his brown eyes piercing everything he’s glaring at.
"I LIKE YOU, EVER SINCE THAT DAY!" I wanted to cry, sob... Do whatever to let out all of my feelings and emotions, but I didn't, I couldn't. The sun was just about setting... It seemed like eternity for him to reply. He looked soft and gentle, but the words he spoke... were cold and dark.
"Whatever." After those words, I ran away. Running non-stop to my home, where standing at the door, was my mom. Arms wide open to greet me with an embrace. The trees in our front yard were just about losing all their leaves. Its crisp feeling gave me hope. Hope that I can prove to Jason I love him.
Later that night, I climbed into my mom's arms and hugged her. I told her everything that happened today. She understood how I felt, that’s why I told her. Not like most moms, who were mostly over-protective about their daughters. My mom was the fathoming one. She gave me advice when I really needed it. Since I don't have much "best-friends" she was like a sister to me. As we were watching the news, my eyes caught the window. Outside was the sky, dark as ever, but the stars pulsed strongly with the massive glowing moon. When we were through with television, and the clock read "9:35" we headed to separate rooms. Mines were the farthest down the hall, while my mom's was right across. Before I slept, I thought about Jason. I won't ever give up on him, never. Not even on the day I’ll die.
A few days passed, and everything was the same... JASON. JASON. JASON! I could tell I was annoying him a lot, but I didn't have a choice. It was me showing him how much I care. The true reason why I loved him so much was that he was always there for me whenever he could. When I was little, I didn't have any friends. Due to me annoying and loud attitude... Jason would be the true meaning in making me smile. I didn't like him before, but then as we grew up together, a lot of things changed. Change in the past doesn't mean change would never appear again in the present. In school, after school, even on the weekends, I would follow Jason. Call him, text him, e-mail him, IM him. I would do ANYTHING to contact him. It was also strange, because I wore a cheesy ninja costume to follow him one sunny evening. Jason thought it was pathetic, but he started to laugh his lungs out. Seeing him happy like that encouraged me to continue on.
“Hey! Why did the chicken cross the road?!"
"Why...?" He rolled his eyes.
"…TO GET TO THE OTHER SIDE! Ha-ha!" I think he really knows I don't get it. "Ha-ha yeah, I don't get it either." I had sparkles in my eyes when he patted my head and grinned.
"It's okay, I don't either." My "funniness" attracted Jason. I think he made him remember the fun, mischievous times we had as children. The flashbacks warmed my heart, but the good times always come to an end... Just like how it happened a few years back.
"Jason..." I said one day. We were sitting on a white bench in the cold winter park. Jason sighed, and a puff of his warm breath made a cloudy mist into the still air. "Do you... like me?" I held my breath, keeping in that body temperature inside. I looked at Jason; he didn't look back at me though. I held onto his arm, and my eyes pleaded for an answer.
"To be honest..." My face lightened up, tears almost escaping my pupils. The face of the earth seemed to freeze in the freezing atmosphere. "I don't." There were no words to ever describe how I felt at that moment. Of course I was heart broken, but that didn't mean I would stop loving him.
"B-B-But... WHY?! Why?"
"I like someone else." Those words also struck me like a flaming arrow piercing through my heart. "Sorry Kira." He was smiling, too. How could he be smiling? Couldn't he see he was tearing me apart?
"Jason... I... I love you though! Please tell me you're just fooling around! I LOVE YOU JASON!"
"LOOK. Kira! I already like someone! So you can just move on!"
"Jason..."
"FORGET ABOUT ME!" He flung his arms away from my grasp, and walked away. I sat there, all alone with no one by my side. Without Jason next to me made me feel empty and lonely all over again. Like how I felt when I was an outcast, how I was with no friends, and especially with no one to love. When Jason had said he liked someone else, it made me fathom that I was being selfish over love. My mom had told me once that love is not selfish and that if you love someone, you would let me go. Of course I didn’t follow that. I didn’t let Jason go, how could I after those years of memories? We were apart for over 2 years, and about 3 years straight of friendship. I know it wasn’t right to love someone who had no reason to love you back, but I couldn’t help it. I’m a human being. I looked up at the sky, which was getting darker by the minute. Standing up, I walked off and into the street heading home.
“WATCH OUT LITTLE GIRL!!”
“The heck…?” I was shocked so turning back to see who was shouting at me... What I saw was headlights speeding my way. My brain acted slowly, I didn’t know what to do. My body was still, frozen in place. All I heard next was a remarkable crash and an unbearable stinging in my rib cage. An icy feeling in my head knocked me unconscious.
“Is she going to be okay doctor?” I heard series of people talking.
“She fractured her back bones and ribs….”
“IS SHE GOING TO SURVIVE?!”
“I doubt it… The truck crashed into her pretty roughly.” Then I heard running footsteps. A lot of them.
“I’M HER TEACHER! AND THESE ARE HER CLASSMATES, NOW MOVE!” It was Mrs. Belsom’s voice. What happened to me? Even though I couldn’t see them, I knew they were all around me. I could even feel someone else… Jason.
“Jason…” I let out a mumble. Gently he grasped my hand and held it tightly. With all my strength, I tried opening my eyes. Everything was blurred, but I could see Jason’s complexity quite fine. His eyes frantic and had rings under them from probably lack of sleep. His hair messy, his clothes looked liked he dressed up in the dark. Jeans with pockets inside out, gray T-Shirt that’s worn backwards, and his jacket lop-sided. “I’m sorry I couldn’t make you happy… I’m sorry for bothering you… I’m sorry my… love was selfish.”
“No… You’re love wasn’t selfish… I was the selfish one.” Everyone around us seemed to be getting uncomfortable. I knew I was about to pass away, and they knew it too. Even though I couldn’t look at myself right now, I knew I looked like a wreck. My forehead burned with intense heat, my eyes were so heavy it was slaving to keep them open.
“What do… you mean?” My voice was getting weaker and weaker with each passing breath.
“Don’t be silly,” he smiled and closed his eyes, “I loved you all along… That’s why I came back to be by your side.”
“The promise…?”
“Yes, the promise. I kept it, didn’t I?” His smile was heart throbbing than ever; it surely did heal my dieing heart. That’s when I felt all my energy slowly being pulled away. Jason’s hand suddenly felt so far away.
“Jason, I’m sorry… I… couldn’t make you… happy.” Those were my last words before the long note was sang by the machine that calculated my heart beat. Of course, after my death there was a small funeral. I didn’t have much best friends or friends, but my funeral did pack a lot of people. Classmates, teachers, cousins, family members I didn’t even know, and my guest of honor… Jason.
