dear blog, hi peepo. today is the english paper 1! the question that i did was, " write about someone that you admire the most and write about what you admire about the person" heehees. then got report writing also. now i bo liao so type out my compo :D( what i remember of it ) The person that i admire the most is my brother, Cliford. He was a happy and cheerful teenager. He would always help me when i was in trouble, or got bullied by the children in school. He was my pillar of hope. he was like a parent, a friend, and a big brother to me. He took care of me like a father, shared secrets with me like a friend, and teased me like an elder brother. I could tell him almost anything. Even things that i did not tell my best friends. As my parents died in a car accident, i was left in his charge. I would always look forward to going home and telling him about my day. Whenever i felt sad, i could not help smiling at him when i saw his face. However, i all changed one day. That day, he came home and a look of depression and sadness replaced his usual cheerful face. Tears sring to my eyes as i remember him trying to sound cheerfu lwhen he announced that he had cancer. The cancer had already spread to his eyes, and would slowly spread to his whole body if he did not undergo treatment. The treatment required a huge sum of money. All our saving added together were just enough for him to undergo the treatment he needed. However, he refused to go for treatment. He wanted to keep the sum of money" for better use, like for my education. " as he put it. No matter how much i pleaded him to use the money for his treatment, he simply refused. I sobbed, feeling hopeless. Cliford tried to tell me jokes to cheer me up. "its alright. everything will be fine." he said, trying to lessen my guilt and pain. however, no matter how much both of us wanted to believe that, we knew it was not alright. That night, he even cooked dinner for me to cheer me up. I whithered in guilt as i watched him strain his eyes just to find the switch to turn the stove on. half of his eyes were blind. He could only see from the top half. Three months later, he died. No matter how much i felt like crying, i did not as i knew he wanted me to be happy. He is the person that i admire the most, the one who gave up his life for me. He is my brother. teehees. that is my compo. ( a shorter version ) hope ya liked it :D can give comments on my compo in the tagboard? thx :D kk i end here. need to go 2 fourtoiletbowl to post!! remember to tag! bye blog ~ :)
