Saturday, June 11, 2011

A BAD DAY


 When  I was 10 or 11 , one of the summer days, I and my brothers were home.My parents went to work . I have lokked after  my  brothers.We watched a  cartoon on TV,after finish the cartoon  we were boring.  My brother said me :  “Brother we so boring and we would like game”. I said it`s good idea . We moved next room .And we played simple, but very interesting   we  own game. I won that game . I stood up and I ran around in room and I said: “I won”.  I was very happy . While I was running , I kicked th second  door in  room. And suddenly ,we  heard broke of something  voices.We stood up and ran that room. We saw that a mirror was broken   which the present of our parents wedding. I was shocked and worried about that. My brothers were looking and wondering me.
              Really I was so worrying that.I sat in a chair about few minut.Then stood up  up and I checked the door.The door  doesn`t  locked .I was wondering,because the door always locked and a mirror was behind it. A mirror higher about 2 metres.So the door had open before broke a mirror. I picked one piece up too quickly of mirror brokes, because afternoon was nearing.
            We had quietly lunch .My parents wonder for us ,but they didn`t talk.After that My  father,brothers and I  watched TV ,while my mother  was  going to next room which  mirror had broken .I was worrying .Suddenly , my mother loudly called me and asked:  “Where is a mirror?” . I was quiet and didn`t speech .She asked again and finally I told her : “I had broken it”. What ? “Broken” oh my GOD : said my mother. She was so angry and shouted me ,but didn`t touch .She was saying me : “It was our wedding`s present ,do you know that ,stupid boy? My father heard noisy and he came into room.My father told her: “Stop , don`t shout boy” and my mother stopped .I was crying and got out.My father came near me and said: “Don`t  crying and and worrying my son,I know ,you did suddenness that,we would buy new one”.I have never forgot that day for long times. If I look a mirror, I`ll remember that. Now, If  my mother and I remember that happens, we`ll laugh. 

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