The Unfateful Incident
Instincts
Patrick seemed so destroyed that day. The bridge in his nose turned to the other side as one of the unknown, off-drifted man pushed an amount of punch against his face. It was very hard to see that eye to eye.
It’s been a very crucial day for me, lots of unorganized and twirling ideas up my head that afternoon. I weren’t able to comply with my enough requirements and one of our subjects just freaked me out. Me and my partner decided to go to her house to finish such matter but suddenly one of my peers held my hand and persuaded me to join them. I was very unlucky that day, and thinking of another stress-packed evening with a lot of works, made me deem to accompany their offer even though the submission was supposed to be the day after.
I was walking with my colleagues, including seven boys and seven girls. Then suddenly at the gateway of a certain pre-school center near us, we passed through two teenagers, all boys uttering to one of my friend Patrick, “Ang angas mo ah”, but unfortunately, Patrick wasn’t that boorish to talk it over so we just walked again, thinking of nothing. By that time, most of the girls are intact with most of the boys as well, because we’re feeling a little bit of trouble. And instincts came into the right path as one of the two men expounded a hit at the back of my classmate strong enough to bugle a state of war between them.
Watching over, I intended to not adhere with the crisis I’m seeing at that moment. But I saw Aldrin just working it on, Patrick keeping his blows until one man was on the floor. Afterwards, Honey, one of the girls hurriedly approached Mrs. Panghulan on what’s happening and it has been a rush for her to jump off so that in a span of three minutes she will be there. At last, it was to declare that damage has been made and Patrick was the one who’s sort of sorry. The next thing I remembered was on the Barangay hall and all of them are smiling and laughing, and nothing really happened. If I was on my car and
Patrick seemed so destroyed that day. The bridge in his nose turned to the other side as one of the unknown, off-drifted man pushed an amount of punch against his face. It was very hard to see that eye to eye.
It’s been a very crucial day for me, lots of unorganized and twirling ideas up my head that afternoon. I weren’t able to comply with my enough requirements and one of our subjects just freaked me out. Me and my partner decided to go to her house to finish such matter but suddenly one of my peers held my hand and persuaded me to join them. I was very unlucky that day, and thinking of another stress-packed evening with a lot of works, made me deem to accompany their offer even though the submission was supposed to be the day after.
I was walking with my colleagues, including seven boys and seven girls. Then suddenly at the gateway of a certain pre-school center near us, we passed through two teenagers, all boys uttering to one of my friend Patrick, “Ang angas mo ah”, but unfortunately, Patrick wasn’t that boorish to talk it over so we just walked again, thinking of nothing. By that time, most of the girls are intact with most of the boys as well, because we’re feeling a little bit of trouble. And instincts came into the right path as one of the two men expounded a hit at the back of my classmate strong enough to bugle a state of war between them.
Watching over, I intended to not adhere with the crisis I’m seeing at that moment. But I saw Aldrin just working it on, Patrick keeping his blows until one man was on the floor. Afterwards, Honey, one of the girls hurriedly approached Mrs. Panghulan on what’s happening and it has been a rush for her to jump off so that in a span of three minutes she will be there. At last, it was to declare that damage has been made and Patrick was the one who’s sort of sorry. The next thing I remembered was on the Barangay hall and all of them are smiling and laughing, and nothing really happened. If I was on my car and