"Arrrgg, hell, what is going with me?",
woke up in the darkness of five o'clock, I said to myself,
as I woke up at five o'clock. my My head
was as hurt as it was hit by a hammerwas hurting, as if it had been struck by a hammer. I had
that headache this same headache the previous night
; it was not unusual at first. however, it was not unusual then'I tried to get back to sleep again, but it was useless, I could not sleep any more. I got out of my bed, drank some cold water,
hoping and hoped to I would get better
; but there was no change. I decide
d to
get something for my brain to do, for that it may "forget" the sicknessto do something so as to distract myself from the sickness at hand. I put on my coat
thenand took a walk around my town which was
cover in pitch black, dark, complete
ly silen
t and
immersed incold fog.
On the way (Way to where, you never quite said) , I thought
mindlessly about many things, bad things, good things,
thepast and
future things the future and something for myself. Events from past to present appear and disappear unexpectedly, I felt I was walking in aisles of a library and watching the documents of my life.'
^Do not get that last sentence. At all.
For years, I have watched people around me left me to higher rank of the society.
^What?
One of my friends won a scholarship to the US, my sister became one of the most famous young journalists *
in the world? (
or you can say 'my sister became a famous young journalist) and my parents succeed in their business
es. Each of them, day after day, always stands firmly and fights for their lives,
any time they saw an opportunity they run and try to catch it no matter how hard it is and never consider the failure.
Any time they are presented an opportunity, they take it by disregarding failure and any difficulties that may come along L
ive near them, I observer them every day, like an audience watch a big show, just sit and enjoy it. (Please, please check your grammar)
Suddenly I discovered that I have never fought for myself but left thing passed over like a paper boat drifted out to sea. (My god, I have never come across this simile in my life)
I truly regret
of what I have done
,. I had chosen to walk on an easy
and boring road and forget the existence of other ways which were rough but full of glories.
^I think I have an idea of what you are trying to say in this last part. However, I am not entirely sure, because it is quite unclear what you are trying to say?
Thinking of the threaten of the death brought by the sickness, I thought I have no change to correct mistake or fix my life.
^What?
A loud bark of a dog I walked passed pulled me out of my pessimistic thought.
^Did you walk that dog before, or did you walk past it?
I recognized I was still standing there, in my hometown, still breathing, I still lived (unfortunately, my head still ached). Even if I died that early morning, I would not let it a bad morning.
^But you would be dead. You can not do anything about it.
I started running slowly and caught the mixture of smell of steam in the fog and wild flowers' perfume in my nose.
^You are smelling a mixture of scents. You did not catch 'a mixture of smell of steam..'
Sometime
later, I saw some neighbors jogging
and I said "hello" to all of them. I ran a little faster
, Iand felt the cold wind touch my skin softly.
^If you are running, I do not quite think that the wind would touch your skin softly. Definitely not softly.
I hardly ever get up early to do exercise but that morning I really enjoyed running around my little home town. Quite tired of
running having run a long way, I walk
ed gently to home. I said to myself:" I've to live, even a single little hope, I'll try it".
That morning I went to the doctor. He said I was shocked by the sudden change in temperature, not a brain illness.
^I think he was shocked at first. What is with the brain illness comment?
My happiness was undescribable.
^Poor spelling.
I lived again and still had a change to full fill my missing.
^again? What was missing?
I thought God was playing with me, he placed me in a smooth road with no hardness then he made me recognize my mistake and gave me a change to fix it. " I will not waste it"-I said to myself.
^There are grammatical errors. Also, what on earth are you trying to say. I do not get the metaphor at all.
Look, this essay needs work. Definitely. What is the significant experience?
You never quite talk about it. I still do not know what it is.
Is it when you walked around town, heard the dog bark, started running, or when you found out that your temperature rose?
You do not talk about it in detail, and do not assess that experience's impact on you and your personality and how it has changed you since then.
Bad essay.
Faisal P, Essayforum.com Contributor