Behavior Exhibiting Excessive

Running away from someone chasing Emily from behind. She wasnt a fast runner but tries hard to distance herself from that someone. She ran across the streets and was stopped by a poor elderly woman whom kindly asking her if she could lend some money to raise funds for her son education. But she pushes her away and continue running as she saw the person coming near her. She began to have her mind interrupted, like a flashback. Something blurry, an old human figure with tied grey hair. She snaps out of it, and continues running when she tripped and hit her head. She then fall unconscious.

The next day, she found herself running away from that same figure, but this time, she ran faster. She was stopped by the elderly woman whom she met with yesterday. Looking back and sees no one behind, she sincerely gave her the money she have and looking at her, her mind interrupts her. That elderly woman seems familiar, just that she couldnt recall. Snapping out of her mind, she looked behind and saw the figure coming towards her. She ran as fast, she stumbles but didnt fall. She continue running, seeing the red light traffic and still ran until she saw a bright rim light coming towards and fell unconscious.

Woke up at the same place where starts running from that figure, she got confused. she asked herself

"why is this happening to me? whats wrong with me? am i in the right world?! "

She looks around, with no sight of the figure, she walks slowly to find the old lady. But sadly, she couldnt find her. She got confused by the past and starts to walk further and saw a tree brunch and steps over it. She thinks to herself, why she feels different from the other two days she had done before. She saw the traffic and waited for the green lights. Just right behind her, she heard someone whispering her name. She look and terrified to see the figure, now much clearer. To her suprise, it was herself, look exactly like her. She couldnt believe whats happening as she close and opens her eyes back to see if its true. Her other self with no second thoughts shot her on the chest.

The next day, she wakes up and found herself in a hospital bed, with bandage and bruise all over. She then wonders which of the 3 incidence could have happen? She asked the doctor,

" Doctor, what exactly happened to me? i have a terrible dream. please tell me what happened?"

The doctor nods his head and says

" you were actually running around town, with a gun. And you killed an innocent lady. Maybe you're terrified, you tried killing yourself by commiting suicide on the road, but vehicles stopped by seeing you sitting down in the middle of the road. Being paranoid i guess, you shot yourself on the chest. "

Emily was shocked to hear the news. She was actually in hysteria all this while and was glad she is still alive, but was imprison after she had recovered.

CHARACTER PROFILE

Mathilda

by Roald Dahl

The book "Mathilda" is written by Roald Dahl. The novel is about a girl name Mathilda, who was born in a family whom all show no interest about her and treat her rudely as she is "different" from all of them; as Mathilda is a hardworking girl and love reading books whereas her family loves being lazy, watch the television, and enjoys life. She is being hated by her family and was never treated as their own daughter.

Mathilda is a young 5 year old girl, with black hair and always dress herself neatly to look at the best of herself. She is a quiet and humble person who is friendly and nice to all her classmates. She is specially gifted with wonderful intelligence and magical powers which she was unaware of. She taught herself to read books at the age of 3 and has a magical ability to move things without touching, by using her eye power.

When she turned 5 and a half years old, she went to a school called Crunchem Hall Primary School. Her first day of school was great, just that she is a little different from her classmates. Her IQ is much higher than the rest. She could count the two times table till the end, without her realising she's one of the smarter ones in class. Speaks much more fluent than the rest and even could answer a question by not looking at it. She's more than just ordinary.

Mathilda had been a good student for the past 5 years in school now. She's 11 now and one day she got mad for being accused by her principle for something she never did. She unknowingly uses her magical powers and terrifies the principle away. She then realises that she has magical powers, and tries doing it at home to double confirms it. To her suprise, she could make things fly with just her eye power. Few hours of practice, she succeeded to control her powers.

Mathilda saw a friend of her's was being pulled on the ear by the principle and she plans to use her powers in good use. Scaring the principle by using her eye power to control the chalk to write on the blackboard, saying it was his dead husband hunting for her. Shocked, the principle fainted and mathilda successfully make her classmates happy after since. She and her classmates never see that nasty principle of theirs ever again.

Her father was caught cheating money, and her family plans to fly to Spain. Like any other student, she still wants to stay at her hometown and study with her friends. She was then being adopted by her form teacher, Miss Honey who was asked by her parents. And Mathilda live happily ever after.

In this novel, Mathilda's goal is to make her dream come true, to be in school like any girls do, and have a nice family who can treat her nicely. She attends to a school, but the school wasnt what she really dream of. The school was controlled by a nasty principle named Miss Trunchbull whom treats her students awfully. Then came to a day where she realised she has magical powers that somehow could be in good use. After the lost of the principle, her dreams come true to have a wonderful school and a bright life. She gets the news that her family is moving to Spain, and was adopted by Miss Honey later. Her story ends with her smiling, and live the life she dreams of to be.

Living Impaired

Life is precious to all means. I never a life to go wasted by taking drugs, or committing suicide. I have a story about a friend, whom struggles though his life being a visually impaired.

I was playing soccer with Hakim and my other classmates. Well, me and Hakim are close friends and people even calls us gay partners as we live just opposite blocks and would wait for one another at the void deck to go school together. He's a nerdy with bowled haircut, quiet and petite guy. I got close with him due to the fact that everyone always looks down and bullies him and he's always alone. One time during P.E lesson, we played floorball but before the game start, the two captains will pick his group members. Everyone was chosen and left with Hakim, which unfortunately the other group have to take but was being looked down by one of his worst nightmare friend, Danny. He shouted

" walao! this guy again? cannot make it la sia. You dont need to play for us la! Lousy bugger. "

I looked up at Hakim seeing him in misery, dragging his feet to prepare for the game. I feel bad not standing up for him, but i couldnt do much even. The game starts and i played fairly well scoring some goals until i look around looking for Hakim. He isnt around at the court but with me having fun, i ignored him.

After P.E , we headed straight to class , sweaty and tired when i saw Hakim sitting on his place reading a book. I asked him

"Hey, why didnt you play? we had fun! "

He just nods and smile. I bought him his favourite Bandung drink to cheer him up. But didnt work. Few days later, i realised that he had been avoiding me, and when i asked him to go school together, he rejected. I sense something isnt right now. Another P.E lesson, this time we played soccer. I knew he will be playing regardless of which team he's in as soccer is is hobby since pri school. He was the opposite team and we played awhile. He played well even thought Danny keeps interrupting his mind talking shits about him. Until a moment of second when i turn around, i saw Danny raising his feet high up reaching for the ball when Hakim is just infront of him. Slams Hakim with his forceful kick to his face. I didnt know if it was on purpose or accidental. I ran towards him and saw his eyes bleeding, flowing like a river, with him crying out in pain. Tears roll down my cheeks and i asked him

" are you alright?! dont open your eyes! Stay strong! dont cry!"

He was then hospitalized for a few weeks until we can see him. Bad news that, he was visually impaired ever since the incident. He asked me

"will you still be my friend when im like this fi? i cant see you. I cant see the world. I feel like ending my life now fi. Im sorry. "

Hearing that, i shouted

" what the **** are you talking about man! you're still young! come on man. i will help you through your life. We're friends remember? "

and i left him speaking no goodbye. He then was released from hospital, but didnt attend school as my school doesnt take visually impaired students. I feel sorry for him and visits him once awhile. One day, while i was in his house,he starts behaving strangely, he slits his wrist, and attempts suicide when i quickly grab his body down. I beat him while crying. Shouting

" are you crazy bro?! are you?! **** you! what the hell are you trying to do?! treasure your life will you?! just, **** you. Thanks for making me feel like a dumb shit friend who cares for you when you just want to end it like this?! Think bro! "

Few weeks later, i received a phone call from him, saying thanks to me for holding him back when he was committing suicide as now he is studying in a school for visual impaired and had a part time job to earn himself too. I feel great for him and wish him luck for all his life.

Picture capturing moments

Hartini is a cheerful and bright person, who dreams to be a model someday. I met her when we were in ITE. first impression of her was she being a busybody kind of person, and always nags at the smallest things but actually she's a nice person with ambitious dreams. And since im interested in photography, i asked her to be my model and maybe, could pile up her portfolio in modeling. She was excited! On the day of shoot, she came, dress beautifully shines among all the people around. My jaw dropped. With nicely done makeup and fashionable clothing, she said

"how do I look?"

I was speechless, and then said " you're ....you're....gorgeous. beautifully gorgeous. "

I admire her as a friend though as i think cherishing a close friend will last longer than a boy/girl relationship. We became close friends after since.

One fine day, things changed. She starts being quiet in class, and i knew something isnt right. I asked her if she is okay, she nodded. Being concern, i bought her panadol pills and thought she will get better. It turn out worse. She began to start getting dizzy and i accompanied her home, skipping our class. We've reached to her void deck when she suddenly faints. I panic, grab her phone inside her back and find her contacts to call her home. The house phone rang, but no response. I cant just wait there with her, so i lift her up and carry to her home.

At home, she went conscious and asked me for water. I went to the kitchen and gave her the water. She asked me what happened, and i explain to her. She looked pale and weak. Soon later, her mom reached home from work. And was shocked to see me in the house with her. She shouted

" HEY! WHO ARE YOU?1 GET OUT OF THE HOUSE NOW!"

i was terrified. I tried to explain to her but she wouldnt want to listen. I just went out of the house, feeling down. After all my effort helping her, thats what i get in return. I went back home and tried calling her, but couldnt reach.

Didnt seen her in school for a week, and no calls from her, i went to her house. Knocking on the door, i heard the television inside playing. I knew someone is inside. So i shouted " Tini, its me, Sufi..could you please open the door? are u feeling better now? " when he mom opens the door. She said " sorry i shouted at you the other day, come in,come in.." with her soft voice. I came inside, and she told me that Hartini had a high fever due to her poor diet. She wanted to look slimmer, and have a "model's body look ". Thats the reason why she's being weak now. Me being curious, I went into her room and i saw her looking like this.

With tissues spread all over, with black eyes, her covering herself with blanket shivering in coldness. Looking at her shivers, i took a photo of her. I sat beside her, whispering " hey, like i've promised, i'll help you not just in studies, but everything else. Please eat your medicine and get well soon okay? We can have another photoshoot." She smiled. I felt relieved after that, and warn her to have a proper diet. As she's already have that "model figure". she nodded and we pinky promised.

Few weeks later, she got well and as i promised her, we went for another shoot and this time, she eats more than she usually does. Thats how best friends should act for one another. Not just best friends. Any friends will do. Its just another thing in life you have to have, friendship.

ACCIDENTAL CRIME

I was in the train, listening to the mp3 music playing loudly. The ambient was noisy with people chatting while some sleep. My phone rang. It's my mom. I picked up the phone, hearing heavy breathes of my mom. I asked her why and what happened. She took a deep breath and said " accident. Your father had an accident. " and hangs up. I panicked. I dash out of the train and took a cab home. While cabbing back, i saw people surrounding at an area nearby the road infront of my house. Reached, I quickly ran across the road, breaking in through the crowded people, and saw my dad lying down on the road, with his motorcycle far away at the pedestrians path.

I shouted " WHO DID THIS?! "

with everyone staring at me, wondering who am i. I ignores them, and ask my mom instead. It was a taxi who crashes with my dad's motor. Frustrated, i look up, and glare at the taxi driver. Couldnt control my temper, i walked towards him, pulling up his collar shirt,shouting " You did this? who's gonna bare the consequences? I have 2 siblings with a housewife mom, who's going to work and earn money for us if not our my father? now look what you've done to him. Now speak, how this thing happen!" He went speechless and i knew,he was at fault. I then cool myself down. I didnt know what else to do but to wait for the ambulance. Watching my mom crying brought me to tears.

Soon later, the ambulance came and picked my father up. But my father was conscious at that time, with him screaming in pain. It hurts to see. I really do. All i could do was see him suffer in pain. He then recovers few months later, but now, with a bionic knee cap. He walks normally, and lives normally like before. But i know until now, he's still suffering the pain. But Im proud to have a strong father, still working hard at the dirty, stuffy factory with heavy duty and overtime work just to support us, the family. He's forever my hero in life.

Soon later, while walking to school, I saw a familiar face walking towards me, just that i couldnt remember who. He said hello to me. Well i replied him back without asking who is he. We walk pass one another. But suddenly i feel a sudden punch behind my back. I fell down, feeling hurt, i scolded vulgars while turning back. It was the familiar guy whom i barely remember. But my mind suddenly brights up, and remembers he was the taxi driver whom knocked on my father causing the accident. I stood up and ask him whats with him punching me down. He shouted he came by just to have vengeance. My knees suddenly shaken with fear. Seconds later he gave me the second punch, now at my face. I got shocked! With the anger now, i fought back when the police came and arrest both of us. I was badly hurt, blue blacks and scars all over me. Inside the police car, i cried. Thinking about my family and my future.

At the station, I was being asked by 2 policemen sitting infront. To what causes the fight. I said i was self defending myself as he gave me 2 punches first at the back and face. The police can see it, and then questioned the taxi driver. Soon later i was dismiss from the station, but saw both my parent waiting outside. I ran and cried to them for forgiveness. While at the back, i heard the taxi driver shouting vulgars to me. He was sentence for months for guilty of the accident and violence.

I was relieved when everything came to an end. Living the normal life again with my family. From then onwards, i became a much wiser person and cherish what i have now.

Song of my life

Jason Mraz - Life Is Wonderful

This song have different meaning to each part of my life. From hate to love. And how i accept myself after listening to this song.

Through the long days. Through the hard nights. It's life. This song makes me love the simple things in life. Everything we do in life goes in circles. Life in general is gift. It works magically and mysteriously. Sometimes, it gives me curiosity. Life is all about twist and turns. This song reminds me when i was 16. Having my N levels and having a bad relationship with my girlfriend (ex). I didnt know why life suddenly turn soo hard, pushing me to the ground. Like im a sinner suffering in hell. I cant cope studying. I was a top student for 3 years in my secondary life as im in Normal Technical stream. Its easy for me for the past few years until i had a gf. Everything changed. I have to manage my time well, make things balance. But eventually, i failed to do so. I was having depression since then. Feels like theres no one around to give me a hand.

From that day, i start sleeping in class, saying vulgars, misbehaving, like how i used to be when i was younger, in my primary school days. Skipping school while leaving my bag in class and such. Things changed. Since the day, I try to avoid myself from meeting my girlfriend. I successfully did that and manage to cope back with my studies. But then, sooner i've found out that she's in a relationship with another guy. That broke my heart totally. I trusted her soo much, yet, she did that to me. All i did was cry on that spot i was standing, looking at her smiling widely with that guy. Since then, i start hating my life.

Few weeks before N levels, i was called by the councilor. I didnt want to seek them for help at first. But I decided to give it a try. So i went and speak out all whats on my mind. I felt relieved. Suddenly i feel like theres someone is really there for me, listening to every detail, trying to help. And thats when the councilor said

"Life is wonderful. Things may change for the worst, but the good will always comes later."

I really keep those words of the councilor and she asked me to listen to this song, Life is wonderful by Jason Mraz. And so, when i got home, i listen to it while reading out the lyrics. It brought me to tears. I didnt know life can be as wonderful like the rainbow in the sky. Colourful and shine. Then i start talking about my problems to my mum. She is soo concerned about me, she bring me to east coast by the beach, listening to the waves, my mom starts comforting me. Saying

" You've always been a good son of me. Why did you change? I'd love to see you bright and shine in future, with suit and tie, smart and successful. Dont just do it for yourself. You do it for me too. Because i love you more than any girls out there i promise you. Son,will you do this favour for me? Will you?"

It brought me to tears again. Ive realised now that im not alone in this world. All this while, i always have my family being there for me,holding my back incase i fall. I start putting myself again, and prepare for my N levels. The results weren't as bad as what i thought! Top 10 in class, well, at least. And till now, i see myself as a successful person. Without these people i love, i wont be here to where i am now. They're my life savior. And im stronger than before.

My memorable childhood

My little hand, wrap around my mother's finger. Still young, with nothing to regret, and life was easy. Dad taught me how to read while mom always fetch me from school and we would eat together for lunch at the MacDonalds for kids meal to get toys. Those times were different from now. Living the life i wanted, dreamed to be a doctor when i grow up, its just my perspective when I was 4. Pictures of my childhood room runs on my mind, brought me to tears. Life isnt as perfect as before.

I remember going to the beach with my parents, enjoying the breeze and sound of the waves. Leaning how to make sandcastles and hunting for seashells with dad was just amazing. Even the smallest thing that dad did, will always be funny to me. My dad pampered me since I was young. I get anything, almost everything that i wanted.

Until i was 7, things changed. I was a misbehaved student in school. Thats when dad starts to be strict with me. I failed most of my subjects and dad have no choice but to cane me (i think). I was badly dragged from the living room to his room, with his big cane, hitting me hard shouting to me with anger. That change the way i look at him. I tend to be scared of him, didnt dare to face him. Having the thought of him hating me as his son. From that day, we rarely talk.

But as i came to realised, that everything he do, is for my own benefit. Cause without his care and concern for my life, i wouldnt know what i'll end up as i grow up. Im glad I’ve changed, but the fear still stays with me, dear dad.