Diary entry on bad day of your vacations
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Thursday
June 15, 2017
11:40 p.m.
Dear Diary:
It was one of those bad days today when many bad things happen together. As I got up my mother told me there had been no power supply since early morning. She also told me that there was no water in the water tank. So I had to pump water and bring it in buckets to the washrooms for ablutions and washing up. Then as the mother was cooking dinner the cylinder ran out. Thank God there was a filled cylinder available with the grandmother. It was just 10:00 a.m. when the inverter battery also ran out. It happened to be one of the hottest days with summer solstice just a week away. All of us had no option but for the resuming of power supply. Then one of the neighbours told us the power supply would resume in the evening as the Electricity Department was repairing the wires. At 3 p.m. all of us missed the power supply the most because that day Champions Trophy semi-final cricket match between India and Bangla Desh was to be played. I really had an extremely bad day during my summer vacation.
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The Worst Day of My Vacation
I was on cloud nine when my father came to take me from my hostel at the beginning of summer vacation. I considered myself as the happiest soul alive in this world. After returning home, I slept like a log.
Next morning my father took me for a morning walk. I was walking with my father when a dog came by my side and bit my left leg. Immediately the wounds started bleeding and it hurt a lot. Soon we came back home and my mom gave me first aid. She washed and scrubbed where the dog had bitten and it hurt badly. I screamed and started crying and looking at me my mother also started crying. It was a bad beginning of the vacation. Later I had to take those painful injections and winced with pain. All my excitement for the vacation was lost for a few days until the wounds healed. It was a bad beginning of the vacation.
I was on cloud nine when my father came to take me from my hostel at the beginning of summer vacation. I considered myself as the happiest soul alive in this world. After returning home, I slept like a log.
Next morning my father took me for a morning walk. I was walking with my father when a dog came by my side and bit my left leg. Immediately the wounds started bleeding and it hurt a lot. Soon we came back home and my mom gave me first aid. She washed and scrubbed where the dog had bitten and it hurt badly. I screamed and started crying and looking at me my mother also started crying. It was a bad beginning of the vacation. Later I had to take those painful injections and winced with pain. All my excitement for the vacation was lost for a few days until the wounds healed. It was a bad beginning of the vacation.
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