write a paragraph on the worst moment of my life.
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❥ Write a paragraph on the worst moment of my life.
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❥ The worst day in my life was on 19 - 05 - 2019. On this day, I got the news that my parents are sending me to hostel. A thing that I have never expected from my parents. Just because I don't do my things on time they are sending me to hostel. Things were so difficult those days that I starting hating my parents. Also, my birthday was very soon. In hostel, I can't even celebrate my birthday. I missed every moment with my siblings and school friends. Anjali, my sister asked me to return as well but how can I? But after 2 weeks, it was clear that Nobody will take me back. I have to do everything on time. It took me one month to settle up in hostel . On 26 - 06 - 2019 I was to back home. And my parents promised me that they will never do such things from which I get hurt.
Everything got normal day by day and it was the time when I have to go back to mumbai for my work of acting. And I also learned that our parents to everything for our benifits.
Hyyy....
It was the worst day of my life. I really had no attention of getting caught but unfortunately it was one of my unlucky days. The morning of July 16th was sunny and clear in New Delhi, the sun was glowing on his full height; the school ground was full of grade seven kids running around and playing soccer. Me and my other grade eight friends were there too sitting by the soccer ground on a shiny green grass and enjoying the hot sunny day of July 16th.
“You know we are suppose to be in English class right now”, said the guy with the blond hair name Sunil. He was one of the boys who like to stay out of troubles because of his cruel parents who spank him for every little mistake he makes. “Hey! Don’t be an infant”, I said, as he stood up and started walking towards the hallway.
I was confused and scared because if Sunil walks into the class we then have to go too and this is what we didn’t wanted to do because we were already late and 10 minutes of class was gone. I remember once when I was late to my English class and the teacher made me stand on my desk and beat me with a round wooden stick in front of the class.
Pali stood up and ran after Sunil. For a moment I thought that Pali is also going to the class with Sunil but I knew he wouldn’t do that because he hate English. Pali grabbed Sunil’s arm and dragged him along the ground and threw him in the corner where we all were sitting in a circle.