hello!
i really want to express my unsatisfactory regarding my essay that i wrote in english test(spm) a few weeks ago. i didn't have enough time to finish that essay! i think that story was interesting but the ending was a bit dissappointing. i know it's no use to cry over a spilt milk but i want to re-write that essay in here. may i?
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it is been raining all day. i looked at the clock and it's already 3pm. mother will be arrived home any minute. i checked the clothes that i hung up dry this morning in the laundry room, but it's still damp and cold. mother will be mad at me! she will accuse me that i didn't do the chores properly. everyday she will asked me to clean the house, do the laundry, cook meal, wash the dishes and water the plant. ever since my father's death, mother started working at a night club. even though she was my stepmother, i considered her as my real mother. she has been marrying my father since i was six years old. at first, she was nice to me. loved me like i was her only daughter in the world. but then, everything changed when my father died in an accident. she started to treat me cold like i was a stranger. she turned me to a slave in this house. when she was stress, mad or everything never satisfied her, she will beat and kick me.
suddenly, i heard the car engine roaring in front of the house. "she's back!", my heart said. i checked everything in the house. living room was cleaned, floor was mopped, dishes were washed, everything except the laundry. i prayed all the time, hoping mother will never know about the laundry. then, she entered the house with a man. "who is this?", a thousand questions filled my head. mother has never brought a stranger home. especially a man.
"welcome home, mom.", i said as she walked into the house.
"i'm not your mom. remember that!", she replied. coldly. "have you done all the chores today?".
"yes.", i lied.
"i doubt that. darling, would you mind wait for me in the room? upstairs?", she told to that man.
"sure thing. don't take too long, okay?", he replied.
"i won't."
mother started to check everything in the house. "so far so good", i calmed myself. then, she went to the laundry room. she checked the clothes and her face was angry in red.
"is this look done to you? i wasn't at home for a few hours and you said this is done? how dare you lied to me!"
"i'm sorry. i hung up the clothes since this morning but it's been raining all day and i ...".
"i don't want to hear your excuses. you didn't finish your chores and you know what will happen to you.", she pulled my ear and i begged her not to harm me. she took me to the backyard and beat me up with a rattan several times until she was satisfied. along that time, i cried and begged her to stop. i promised to her that i will never do that anymore. but she didn't listen and continue to beat me.
suddenly, the man she brought yelled from the house calling for mother. she stopped beating me and warn me.
TO BE CONTINUED......
