Sunday, May 06, 2007 10:12 am
i wanted to post my commonwealth essay like what glen did on his blog,
but i kept on forgetting to.
well, now i remembered.
its pretty sad.
blah my commonwealth essayEverything suddenly went quiet. All the students of Anderson High were staring at the silhouette of a lone figure standing on the roof of the classroom block. A fire drill was taking place, thus all the students were crammed into the small school field. Some were stretching their necks to get a closer look at who it was, while others were covering their gaping mouths with their hands. I knew it was Dan.
Dan was very important to me. He was my best friend and my soul mate. We kept nothing between us and whenever I feel down, he will have no problem putting a smile on my face. We had the usual arguments and fights, but they never lasted long and they always strengthened our ties. We were so close that Dan seemed like a brother to me.
I remembered meeting Dan in kindergarten. He had a prosthetic arm and I found it very interesting at that time. Dan also seemed very sad whenever I saw him in school. Our first conversation started with me asking him why his arm was different from mine. He seemed nice and friendly. That marked the beginning of a long and fun-filled friendship.
We went to the same primary school. By that time we were already inseparable. We ate, played and even studied together. Our classmates ostracized Dan because he had a prosthetic arm. Since I played with Dan, I too was ostracized, but I did not mind. Later, I found out that Dan longed to be accepted. I also found out that his parents were divorced and he lived with his mother.
Dan and I were lucky enough to end up in the same secondary school – Anderson High. We got even closer and told each other everything, even including which girl we had a crush on. Even though we were always happy when in each other’s company, I could tell he was just putting on a straight face and was very sad inside. Some time in secondary two, I found out that our form tutor, Mrs. Lim, had asked him to go for counselling sessions with the school counsellor.
Today, we had a fire drill during our chemistry practical. Even though all the students knew they had to line up orderly, the excitement of the fire drill got the better of them; hence the common corridor was in chaos. I looked everywhere for Dan, but to no avail.
All of a sudden, a scream woke me up from my reverie. I looked up and saw Dan jump off the roof. That very moment, when Dan, my best friend, soul mate and ‘brother’ was in the air, was etched in my memory forever. Even though I was very far away, I swore I saw a faint smile on his face when he jumped off the roof. I felt a warm feeling in my eyes as pearls of teardrops rolled down my cheeks. Before I knew it, his body landed on the ground. That moment seemed to last forever. First his head landed, followed by his back and legs. Somehow, I was sure he had died. His bright red blood stood out against the dull gray courtyard. The sorrow I felt could not be put into words, but I also felt happy for him because that was what he wanted and I respected his decision.
A teacher ran towards Dan’s limp body. She pulled out her hand phone and called an ambulance. I wanted some time alone and pushed through the crowd of students to an empty part of the field. Nobody noticed my reaction as all their eyes were fixed on Dan’s lifeless body.
I sat under one of the many rain trees grown in the field, which Dan called “The Hideout”. I was confused. I was sad because I had lost someone, which was very important to me. I was happy for Dan because his sorrows were finally over. I felt regretful, as I could have made his life more enjoyable. I could not hold it back anymore. I cracked under the pressure of my emotions and cried.
The Endsad right? haha.