Chain Essay

Chain Essay

 Maybe it was because I found a clover, I was so excited, I didn't do all my work and went home.

 But I was wrong. I thought that the clover will protect me , and I couldn't get punished because of the homework.

 I really believed so. But, it didn't work, cause my teacher was so angry since I didn't do my homework. And the whole day I just had to stand at the back of the classroom. Why didn't the clover give me luck? And the, I knew, I don't believe in such things.

 I took out the clover from my pocket where I kept it everyday. It was still bright green and fresh. Somehow, I decided to believe the clover again, and do a bad thing. I was supposed t go to my friend's house, to go to a store together. But, I didn't have enough money to buy my favorite game.

I believed in the clover again, and stole the game from the store. Thank God nobody seemed to notice. I ran back to my house. Unfortunately, there was a CCTV in the store. The store keeper came to my house, showed my parents the video and I was punished by my parents very cruelly. I felt miserable. I took the clover away and put it between my notebook. The next day, I went to school. When I went inside to the class, everybody stared at me.

 I can not understand why they stared at me. Suddenly, I could remember the accident which I caused. I stole the game! I felt I did a wrong thing. However, my classmates said "Happy birthday!" The clover worked!

  They gave me lots of presents and letters. We also had a party. But, it was so fun that I forgot about the accident that I caused. Then I saw my teacher talking on her phone seriously. The party stopped. And everything have stopped. For a minute later, the party was very quiet. 

 Everything has ended but, not the heaven. 

This is the end of the story my friends made for me. And this is the ending story...

 I became miserable again. Why did the party stop? Why is everyone so quiet? Why is the teacher so serious? Then the teacher said to follow. I went to a room and talked with her. There was a call from a store.They said you stole something. Then I remembered. Oh! The accident! I said "Sorry. It was an accident. I had no money, and I wanted to play a game with my friends." I wanted to tell I wanted to test a clover, but I couldn't. So my teacher said, "Next time don't make me miserable, because the cops called me." I was shocked the cops called the school. That day, I was miserable. I went to my house, all exhausted. Then my mom called me. I didn't wanted to go, but I went. She scolded me a lot. And I was sleeping in the night, I said to my self. "Lets don't believe clovers or stuff!

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