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Opened on : Nov 3rd, 2009 0 raters 87 views In my broken memories, I waited my mather till her back behand a French sash of a shopping. I don't know why she didn't like me as other mothers love their children. I can't ask my father
 
 
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Never barking behind somebody!

Nov 27th 2009, 07:13 AM 0 raters


 I had a bad temper and I like to create a stir with my little clever answer in the class, which made a lot of  classmate envied me. And as a commissary in charge of physical labor, I had to make some classmates to work hard in labor, but they didn't like to work, and peeved me. So I didn't have much friends in my class.

 My best friend is also my neighbour, J. She was a beautiful and hard-warking girl, and had a number of friends. I hoped that she could play with me all day, and disliked others to occupied her time. I liked playing with others very much, and dislike leaving only myself. My uncle blamed me that I shouldn't go out whenever others asked me to. Once J, Z and I played near our home. But J and Z talked theirself. I felt lonely. And thinking about my uncle's word, I chose to leave. On my way to out of the garden I heard them barking me upstairs, which make me sorrow. From then on I never barking behind others anyway.  

 Barking behind people will make mistakes which we couldn't image.To me it is true.  


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Moeny

Nov 6th 2009, 03:49 AM 0 raters




  I ususlly forgot bringing tuition fee to school.Other students would have prepaired all the money the day before. But I couldn't do.My mother and father argued with each other, they asked the other to give me the money. The result is that neither of them pay for the money. My grandma sometimes gave me the money instead because we lived together. Then I hated to ask anybody to give me money for any excuse, and was afraid of tuition fee as a untimed bomb.
  I never fight with other students, even I  was angry or was fight by others. I knew I didn't have ability of fighting, I had no money to undertake the componsation.
  I was used to buy something unuseful, and bought other students things to keep a friendship. But I found I could gain their playing with me, but their heart. What a pity. Then I tend to bring no money with me, maybe the only one who didn't bring any money to school.
  I like money. But I don't waste money. I prefer to saving money. But I don't have safty unless how much money I have, maybe because I don't have so much.

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Waiting

Nov 4th 2009, 01:44 AM 0 raters



  In my broken memories, I waited my mather till her back behand a French sash of a shopping. And when I think of that I feel sad. I don't know why she didn't like me as other mothers love their children. I can't ask my father since it is his hurt.

  They got marriaged youthfully, and they argued for triviality things all the day, which made me   think of their divorce, hate the marriage, misdoubt the love. And when they got divorced I felt I gained a great relief once.

  Mother betrayed thier marriage since my childhood. When she brought me going shopping, she gave me some pocket money to back home alone and asked me not to say that she went outside. And she took me as her excuse to do something only she knew. I knew that since I was in grade 5 or 6. She brought me to swim in a park with one of my father's old friend one day. But they were too familiar to let me feel disgust,although they didn't do anything bad. But the atmosphere was strange. Since then I disliked to visite that uncle, whose home I usually went to before.

  Mother didn't give me any feeling of security. I hurt my leg once she brought me to somewhere by bike. She never bathed me carefully as other mothers did. My grandma took her turn to take a bath with me. She didn't told me anything I need to know as a girl or woman. And I won't have such a member in my life.

  My parents divorced when I was a middle school student. I didn't felt sad at that time,but feel lonely now.Maybe mother, will be a strange world in all my life.


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