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Narrative Essay; A LESSON OF HONESTY
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Jun 8 2018, 10:29 PM
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Every body has once told a lie. Some of us, I believe, has ever thought that it is normal thing, however, it does affect our relationship that may cost us a valuable lesson.
One day, lying on the bed and going on visual- shopping, I saw a beautiful shirt dyed pink which looked like a fashionable hoodie that I thought it would fit me perfectly. I directed the shop and odered one. Life did not go as I wanted, when I received the product, it was definitely out of my expectation: the hoodie was small, bad quality of textiles and it did not look like it was in the picture. I asked the shop for changing it, he agreed and gave me a phone number and the shop’s adress.
I decided to play a hooky once to go to that shop for changing cloth. I did not tell any one about my decision because I knew that there would be no adults agreed my absence from class just because of cloth changing. On that morning, I ordered a car by using Grab app, I came right to the adress that man gave to me. No where in that vicinity has even just a shop sign. Knowing that I was cheated, I got home and let it was just a stupid money wasting.
Something turned strange when I got home: my aunt seemed like getting a fret.
“Where did you go this morning ?”, she asked me immidiately
“Of course the class. Why do you ask so ?”, her questioned raised a start in me. I tried to act like nothing was special happening today.
“Do you tell a truth ?Are you sure about that ?” she kept rasing a question to query.
I still kept my initial answer.
“My friend, Kimny, saw you on the XY street. She knows you. There will be no way that she mistakes you with someone else. However, I will call your school for confirmation for you presence today.”
Until now, I started to feel guilty. I told her the truth without knowing that she kept the cold war with me for even one month. The cold war influence our relationship, no caring, no talking, no asking for just a word. That was the time I was taught a lesson of honesty. If I had told her the truth, we would have understood more. She, after weeks, told me:
“If that day you told me the truth, I would never get angry with you. I believe you, more than my friend. But the fact that you lied was unacceptable. I could take you there for changing your cloth, even for buying another one. Please don’t do that again. You now know the power of the truth.”
Honesty is something we need to understand and to trust one another. Without honesty, society can not be beautiful as we’ve dreamed. It was just a small thing but costed worthy value to me.

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Jun 10 2018, 11:05 AM
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Every body Everybody has at least once told a lie in life => Everybody has told a lie at least once in life. Some of us, I believe, has ever thought that it is a normal thing act, however, it does affect our relationship [-> with who??] that may cost (1) teach us a valuable lesson.
One day, lying on the bed and going on visual- shopping shopping online, I saw a beautiful shirt dyed pink which looked like a fashionable hoodie that I thought it would fit me perfectly. I directed the shop and odered ordered one. Life did not go as I wanted, when I received the product, it was definitely out of my expectation: the hoodie was small, bad quality of textiles and it did not look like it was in the picture. I asked the shop for ]changing it] => a change, he agreed and gave me a phone number and the shop’s adress shop address.
I decided to play a hooky hooky once to go to that shop for changing cloth clothing replacement. I did not tell any one anyone about my decision because I knew that there would be no adults agreed agreeing my absence from class just because of cloth changing clothing change. On that That morning, I ordered a Grab car by using Grab app,I came right to the adress that man gave to me to come to the address that the man gave me. No where in that vicinity has even just a shop sign Unfortunately, there was no such a shop in that area. Knowing that I was cheated, I got home and let it was just a tried to forget that stupid money wasting wasted.
Something turned strange when I got home: my aunt seemed like getting a fret looked fretful.
“Where did you go this morning ?”, she asked me immidiately immediately
“Of course to the class. Why do you ask so ?”, her questioned question raised a startle in me. I tried to act like nothing was specially happening today.
“Do you tell a the truth ?Are you sure about that ?” she kept rasing a question to querying.
I still kept insisted with my initial answer.
“My friend, Kimny, saw you on the XY street. She knows you. There will be no way that she mistakes was mistaken you with someone else. However Anyway / Whatsoever, I will call your school for confirmation for you to check your presence of today.”
Until now, I started to feel feeling guilty then. I told her the truth without knowing that she kept the cold war with got angry at me for even one month. The cold war influence That anger affected seriously our relationship, no caring, no talking, no asking, not a single for just a word uttered between us. That was the time I was taught a lesson of honesty. If I had told her the truth, we would have understood more. She, after weeks, told me:
“If that day you told me the truth, I would never get angry with you. I believe you, more than my friend. But the fact that you lied was unacceptable. I could take you there for changing your cloth even for buying another one to ask for a replacement of that piece of clothing, otherwise we can buy a new one instead. Please don’t do that again. You now know the power of the truth honesty.”
Honesty is something we need to understand and to trust one another. Without honesty, society can not cannot be beautiful as we’ve dreamed. It was just a small thing but costed worthy value to me. it is worth a good lesson of my lifetime
(1). If an event or mistake ;costs' us something, we lose that thing as the result of it. Thus, 'cost' does not imply good result! Ex: His addiction to gambling costed him his home.
Edited by tmtb, Jun 11 2018, 03:11 AM.

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Every body has once told a lie. Some of us, I believe, has ever thought that it is normal thing, however, it does affect our relationship that may cost us a valuable lesson. One day, lying on the bed and going on visual- shopping, I saw a beautiful shirt dyed pink which looked like a fashionable hoodie that I thought it would fit me perfectly. I directed the shop and odered one. Life did not go as I wanted, when I received the product, it was definitely out of my expectation: the hoodie was small, bad quality of textiles and it did not look like it was in the picture. I asked the shop for changing it, he agreed and gave me a phone number and the shop’s adress. I decided to play a hooky once to go to that shop for changing cloth. I did not tell any one about my decision because I knew that there would be no adults agreed my absence from class just because of cloth changing. On that morning, I ordered a car by using Grab app, I came right to the adress that man gave to me. No where in that vicinity has even just a shop sign. Knowing that I was cheated, I got home and let it was just a stupid money wasting. Something turned strange when I got home: my aunt seemed like getting a fret. “Where did you go this morning ?”, she asked me immidiately “Of course the class. Why do you ask so ?”, her questioned raised a start in me. I tried to act like nothing was special happening today. “Do you tell a truth ?Are you sure about that ?” she kept rasing a question to query. I still kept my initial answer. “My friend, Kimny, saw you on the XY street. She knows you. There will be no way that she mistakes you with someone else. However, I will call your school for confirmation for you presence today.” Until now, I started to feel guilty. I told her the truth without knowing that she kept the cold war with me for even one month. The cold war influence our relationship, no caring, no talking, no asking for just a word. That was the time I was taught a lesson of honesty. If I had told her the truth, we would have understood more. She, after weeks, told me: “If that day you told me the truth, I would never get angry with you. I believe you, more than my friend. But the fact that you lied was unacceptable. I could take you there for changing your cloth, even for buying another one. Please don’t do that again. You now know the power of the truth.” Honesty is something we need to understand and to trust one another. Without honesty, society can not be beautiful as we’ve dreamed. It was just a small thing but costed worthy value to me. |
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(1). If an event or mistake ;costs' us something, we lose that thing as the result of it. Thus, 'cost' does not imply good result! Ex: His addiction to gambling costed him his home. Edited by tmtb, Jun 11 2018, 03:11 AM.
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