Tiresome Thursday

Currently studying for History so i'll waste some internet space.
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Not perfect, but still the genuine reason is that i want to keep reference.
My Compo Essay
#1.

It was freezing. The last rays of the dying sun filtered through the dead branches; it was
twilight.
I made my way up the stairs. As I swung open the door, almost instantaneously my
skin was greeted by a chilling gust of wind. A white world stood before me. I walked towards
the broken fence that had once left me in utter despair. The snowy veil had blanketed the streets, covering the traces of the scene that I wish had never happened. Unwanted memories
came flashing back.

"NO!!!" I screamed at the top of my voice. Thud. A cracking sound echoed through
the empty school compound, followed by a loud thud. I could hear the flustering of birds that were shocked by the sudden impact. But none of that mattered to me right now. I rushed to the door and flew down the stairs towards the tragic scene. The fence that my best friend, Crystal, had been leaning on had lost the battle against gravity and she fell fifty feet towards the ground. The moment I reached her body, she had breathed her last breath.

"No. . . this can't be happening. . ." I stammered whilst tears started to form in my eyes.
Words could not form. Only a flood of tears streamed down my face. I roared in agony and
despair. It felt like i had lost everything in an instant. Seven years. SEVEN YEARS we had lost
contact and only now to lose it all over again. I slammed the ground with both of my fists till they bled.

Crystal was my childhood friend. We had attended kindergarten and elementary school together; on the contrary we practically did almost everything together. Once she dragged me to a store that I would never enter alone; the walls were pink and had this ginormous stuffed kangaroo guarding the entrance of the store. I shrieked and tried to resist but ended up coughing out money to buy her a out-of-season snowman keychain. Those were the halcyon days. However, at the age of eleven, her family had to move to another province. I had this dubious expression on my face the first time she broke the news to me. But I faced reality and fought back tears. We made a promise to meet again in Helican High School. And with that, she left.

Back to the present, a tear of loneliness rolled down my cheek. My eye twitched.
I had to be strong. I just had to. She wouldn't be happy to see me in this state of despair.

Soon, the sun lost its luster and gave way to the night. Somehow, in the middle of the snowy weather, I felt a warm hug from behind, and a voice that resounded in my head,

"Thank you for everything. . .Yuu."
I wiped my tear away and gave a smirk.
"You too, Crystal!!"

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And that concludes my essay.

Now, for the gruesome history notes I am studying.

War in Europe.
Stalin.
and some other Russian stuff.

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The section.... OF GLORY!

On Today's Menu. . .

BLEACH : "Am I handsome ya? Kazeshini ya?"



Haruhi Suzumiya :" I have 958237192837.2352 nanobytes "



Gundam SEED :"I have pink hair desu!!~ and it shoots lazers desu!!"



Inuyasha:"Hey... being a female isn't that bad."



Street Fighter:" I think... I am ChunLi... Am I not?"


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Heh.
Some people don't know how to appreciate kindness.