Begin your essay with No matter how much I tried to reason with him, he simply refused to listen

No matter how much I tried to reason with him, he simply refused to listen. "Come on ... you are my best friend ... believe me" I pleaded desperately, my heart beating furiously. Jacky, the only person I could trust, shook his head stubbornly and crossed his arms. He shot me a look that pierced my heart.

"How could you do that?" he said huffily before stomping away angrily, tears welling up in the bottomless pools of his eyes. My head throbbed painfully and I ran my hand through my messy clump of hair. How could this happen? Am I going to lose my best friend forever? These questions haunted/swirled in my mind as I recalled the incident that happened just hours ago

"Ding! Dong!" The bell rang, signalling recess time. Pupils rushed out of the classrooms like a pack of hungry wolves, eager to satisfy their famished stomachs. I quickly gobbled up my meal. I let out an enormous burp that indicated that my stomach was full. Suddenly, I remembered the novel that I had borrowed from the library. It was due today. I made my way to the classroom immediately. Upon reaching the classroom, I noticed that a boy was lurking in my classroom. He looked ghastly/deathly pale and beads of perspiration trickled down his sunken cheeks. Like a bolt from the blue, I recognized him. Tom was notorious for his bad behaviour and rude attitude which only spelt one word - trouble.

I watched in utmost horror as he ransacked Jacky's schoolbag. Panic crept slowly up my spine and my heart began to plummet dramatically. Should I confront him?" The thought raced through my mind as I remembered that my Physical Education teacher had called Jacky earlier to brief him about the race he was taking part in. "Should I catch him? Should I tell the teacher?" I tried to fight the ache that was rising in my throat as I walked into the classroom.

"What are you doing here?" I bellowed at Tom and placed my hands on my hips. In a flash, he dashed out of the classroom, carrying a wad of one-ringgit bills and Jacky's Maths workbook. I stood rooted the ground. Soon, my classmates returned. Jacky was surprised to find me next to his table but he did not suspect anything amiss. I tried to tell him what had happened but unfortunately, Mrs Tan, my form teacher, stepped into the class. When Mrs. Tan asked the class to hand in our Maths workbooks and money, Jacky's face contorted into different colours. He shot me an angry glare as Mrs Tan reprimanded him for not handing in his homework and made him stand outside the classroom. Now, it was already after school. I uttered a silent curse at Tom and tried once again to reason with Jacky. As Jacky finally lent me an ear, Tom rushed to our side, overcome with puffs and pants. He apologised sincerely and returned the workbook and money. He also admitted his act to Mrs Tan and was given a heavy punishment. Jack turned to me and smiled. He apologized and asked me if I would ever forgive him. I shrugged as he looked down in regret. I put an arm around him and said, What are friends for?

Begin your essay with No matter how much I tried to reason with him, he simply refused to listen
No matter how much I tried to reason with him, he simply refused to listen. "Come on ... you are my best friend ... believe me" I (1), my heart beating furiously. Jacky, the only person I could trust, (2) and (3). He shot me a look that (4).

"How could you do that?" he said huffily before (5) angrily, tears welling up in the bottomless pools of his eyes. My head (6) and I ran my hand through my (7) hair. How could this happen? Am I going to lose my best friend forever? These questions (8) my mind as I recalled the incident that happened just hours ago

"Ding! Dong!" The bell rang, signalling recess time. Pupils rushed out of the classrooms like (9), (10) to satisfy their famished stomachs. I quickly (11) my meal. I let out an enormous burp that (12) that my stomach was full. Suddenly, I remembered the novel that I had borrowed from the library. It was (13) today. I (14) to the classroom immediately. Upon reaching the classroom, I (15) that a boy was (16) in my classroom. He looked (17) pale and beads of perspiration trickled down his sunken cheeks. (18), I recognized him. Tom was (19) for his bad behaviour and rude attitude which only spelt one word - trouble.

I watched in (20) as he (21) Jacky's schoolbag. Panic crept slowly up my spine and my heart began to (22). Should I confront him?" The thought (23) my mind as I remembered that my Physical Education teacher had called Jacky earlier to brief him about the race he was

taking part in. "Should I catch him? Should I tell the teacher?" I tried to fight the ache that was rising in my throat as I walked into the classroom.

"What are you doing here?" I (24) Tom and placed my hands on my hips. In a flash, he dashed out of the classroom, carrying a wad of one-ringgit bills and Jacky's Maths workbook. I (25). Soon, my classmates returned. Jacky was surprised to find me next to his table but he did not (26) anything (27). I tried to tell him what had happened but unfortunately, Mrs Tan, my form teacher, stepped into the class. When Mrs. Tan asked the class to hand in our Maths workbooks and money, Jacky's face (28). He (29) as Mrs Tan (30) him for not handing in his homework and made him stand outside the classroom. Now, it was already after school. I uttered a (31) at Tom and tried once again to reason with Jacky. As Jacky finally (32), Tom rushed to our side, overcome with (33). He apologised sincerely and returned the workbook and money. He also (34) his act (35) Mrs Tan and was given a heavy punishment. Jack turned to me and smiled. He apologized and asked me if I would ever forgive him. I shrugged as he looked down in regret. I (36) him and said, What are friends for?