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I opened the door, to my horror, a few skeletons lay there, chained on the wall.
Okay, time to recap. I and my friends, Jack and Peter, were playing around an old,
abandoned mansion. We were told that no one was allowed to enter. However, curiosity
overcame us and we picked the lock, granting us entrance into the sacred lair of the
unknown.
At the sight of the skeletons, the three of us were completely stunned. Our jaw hung wide
open for a few minutes before we came back to our senses. My sixth sense told me that
something was about to go wrong, so I urged the other two to back out of the mansion.
Dont be such a chicken, said Jack, with a shaky voice.
Arent you scared too? I challenged him.
Yes, but we might never get the chance to explore here again if we leave now.
All right, but we leave as soon as the first sign of danger shows.
We ventured deeper into the mansion. The design looked like some sort of torture room, or
a prison. Even though I was afraid, I was eager to discover more. Throughout the lair, we
did not lose sight of skeletons or spider webs. These were at every corner, at every turn.
The occasional howls from a distance made the hair on our backs stand up straight. We
finally arrived at a long hallway. Jack picked up a piece of wood and lighted it up with his
lighter. The flame seared at first, but after it simmered down, I was able to see the walls
clearly. There were ancient writings, the kind we usually see in an Egyptian grave robber
movie. As the expert in history, Jack tried his best to decipher the carvings. Meanwhile,
Peter leaned towards the wall to catch his breath. At that very moment, a cold chill went
down my spine.
Watch out! I shouted.
Before he could react, that portion of the wall he was leaning against flipped, trapping him
on the other side. All he could let out was a loud shriek and he vanished behind the walls. I
pounded against the wall, shouting his name. Only then did I know what real terror felt like.
However, the chance of rescuing him was bleak. I sank to the ground, desolated and
hopeless.
Lets get out of here, we have to inform the adults! suggested Jack.
I got to my feet swiftly and both of us sped through the building. My heart was racing. I
knew that danger may be waiting at the next corner. I could hear blood pounding in my
ears. Wait, was that a creak I heard? Uh-oh, I thought to myself. The ceiling began to
crumble. My sub-consciousness took over. I sprang forward and tackled Jack. Both of us fell
to the ground. Just as I thought that trouble was out of the way, the burning piece of wood
slipped out of his hand and landed in a pile of grease. Fire started spreading like mad. I
struggled to get up.
Come on, theres not much time left! I screamed as I turned towards the exit.
Aahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
In a split second, my head turned 180 degrees. A gigantic marble pillar fell on Jack. I
mustered all the strength from every single cell in my body, trying to lift it up, to no avail.
My eyes were watery. I was completely out of ideas.
Save yourself, leave me, please, muttered Jack, with a weak tone.
This was certainly a tough decision for me. All the moments we had spent together flashed
through my mind. How could I leave him now? As the fire was close to sealing my only exit,
I knew that I had to be rational. I dived for my escape route.
Tears rolled down my cheeks as the mansion erupted into flames behind me.
ACCIDENT
Road accidents are reported in newspaper and on television every day. There are more frequently
caused by reckless drivers rather than faulty vehicles. Last Saturday, while I was travelling from Ipoh,
I witnessed a serious accident. The scene of the accidents was vivid in my mind.
A motorcyclist was following behind was taxi very closely. He was so impatient that he was
trying to overtake my taxi even near a sharp bend. At that critical moment, there was an oncoming
car. The taxi driver swerved to the roadside and I got a terrible jolt. It was too late for the motorcyclist
to avoid the car. His motorcycle ran against the bumper of the car and smashed its windscreen. The
motorcyclist somersaulted over the car and was found lying in a pool of blood. It was a scene to chill
the flesh! The car driver, who was cut by the flying glass, was in a state of shock. All that happened in
split second and fear overwhelmed us.
The taxi driver stopped his taxi and I quickly ran to the nearest to the nearest telephone
booth to inform the police and the hospital. From a distance I could see some people trying to help the
injured motorcyclist and the car driver. They carried them into one of the onlookers car and sent them
to the hospital for treatment. Meanwhile the taxi driver tried to control and directs the traffic. Soon the
police arrived and they promptly took some measurements and evidence. After that they moved the
damaged car and the motorcycle to the roadside to ease the traffic congestion. They also took down
the evidence provided by witnesses and onlookers. Some sweepers were clearing the debris and the
blood stains on the road.
When the taxi finally continued the journey, I silently thanked God for my narrow escape. I
learned a good lesson that impatience and recklessness would bring harm and danger. I was happy to
see that Malaysians are public-spirited and they render help to others readily. Since then I remember
and follow the saying more haste less speed and prevention is better than cure. I believe good road
manners and roads safety campaigns can help to reduce the number of road accidents which cause
injuries, loss and lives and properties.
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