Name: Brandon Ben Cleafos

Class: 4 Science

Activity: Narrating

Topic:The most memorable moment

It was fall 2015, my parents have not been home yet. It rained heavily and there
was lots of lighting strikes. The clock shows that time was already 1.00 a.m. I am
getting frightened when I heard Boni barking, my neighbour’s pet dog. I was
shivered. I do not know why, maybe it was cold or because I’m scared. Suddenly, my
cellphone was ringing.
Then, I took my cellphone and saw a text notification from someone. My fear
diminished. Could it be that the text is from my mother or my dad? It was strange.
Since the evening, my father and mother have left the house without telling me
where they are going. More worryingly, dad and mom were still not home. However, I
pray for them to be safe. I read the text carefully. When I finished reading, I smiled
myself. The sender of the text is not what I expected earlier. The text was from my
best friend, Shin Dong Ho. The content of the text states ‘Happy Birthday’. At that
moment, I realized that I was 12 years old one hour ago.
I stared the clock on the wall. Oh gosh! Where did mom and dad go? Why are
they still not home yet? I tried to dial their phone number about six times.With a
feeling of emptiness, my call still unanswered. I tried to control my anxiety and trust
there is no bad incident happen with my parents. I start to calm for a moment. At last,
I made decision to darken my eyes. Yet, my intention to sleep was obstructed.
My bedroom light turned off. The air conditioner goes out. Looks like I am forced
to sleep without electricity. A few minutes later, my room condition began to feel hot.
I woke up from bed and headed toward the window. Then, I opened the window to
allow the morning wind to enter my room. As I opened the window, I was so
astonished. The neighbours’ houses around are still shining brightly. Is my home just
the one with no electricity?
Nevertheless, I tried to to close my eyes for the second time. My body weakly
breaks into bed. Sadly my attempt to sleep was disturbed again. Oh! It is more scary.
The sound of plates came from the dining room. I am starting to panic. I can feel my
perspiration on my face and touch my lips. It tastes salty.I was in anxious and
increasingly anxious. Who seems to be in the kitchen? In my opinion kitchen? In my
mind, it is unlikely that the plate may fall on its own. Thief! What if the thief goes into
my house? The question start poisoning my mind to strengthen my spirit and go
seeif there is a thief.
In my hand now is a weapon. My left hand, my own hockey stick and my right
hand is with a sharp scissors. I opened my door slowly to make no noise. In order to
avoid being heard by the enemy, I walked very carefully to prevent myself from
breaking any thing next to me. As I walked down the stairs, I took control of my
steps. Actually, I had previously calculated the number of stairs of my house .
Now, I'm going down the last step. My heart started pounding. I went straight to
the dining room. Suddenly, my home electricity was working again. I got to know
because of the noise generated by the air conditioner of my room. I slowly pressed
the switch button of lamps. Click! "Surprise!" A loud scream was heard. Looks like
father and mother's face. Not only that, my relatives are also sitting next to my dad
and mother. Then, from the corner of the dining room, I see my best friend, Shin
Dong Ho bringing a chocolate cake decorated with sixteen candles. I'm laughing. My
laugh was accompanied by tears while they all sang happy birthday songs.
When they finished singing, I blew a candle on my birthday cake. Then, I slice the cake. I
let go of my tight grip on hockey sticks and scissors. When I did, all of them were just able to
smile. "What do you think?" Asked father. "I thought it was a thief, apparently not." My
reply with a little laugh. The clock on the wall now shows at 3:00 am. I asked the mother,
"Why bother to celebrate my birthday at this time?" Mom smiled and said, "Right at 3.00
am, on June, 2003, you're safe to be born." Well, I'm really impressed and touched! Then I
embraced my mother. My arms are greeted by mothers with cries.