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IT'S FUN TO WRITE: Veronika Kolchyk, 8b
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WHAT I STILL REGRET…
by Veronika Kolchyk, 8b
Hey! I'm Patrick - an ordinary guy from a small town in Canada. "I am unhappy in life, probably - this is my destiny" - my favorite phrase. Strict, incomprehensible parents, lack of a successful future, and of my friends - only Diana, who I really like to all this. “Study is the most important thing! And then your beauties girls!” - words of father and mother. What's your personal life? "Especially when you look like a" rag "! Of course! Everyone will choose a handsome, pumped-up guy with a tall stature! Who needs me anyway ?!" And even my friend Diana does not understand my hints: coffee and donut every day, walks on the love bridge, constant gifts... But she still loves Steve! This brainless jock from the parallel class! And what a jealous Steve! Oooh... At the beginning of their romance with Diana, he was against me. "This bespectacled man is with us to the party? Well, honey, let's not today!" The bespectacled man? Yes, I am smarter than you as many times as you have cubes!
No, don't you think! I'm not complaining! It's just a shame, to be honest... She's perfect, and I... I'm just Patrick.
In general, the story about the party, which I will remember for a long time. Dianin's birthday has come. Everything was fine until I saw a crying girl. It turned out that this asshole threw Diana on her own birthday! I anticipated throwing a party for her to distract herself. It was on her that I wanted her to confess her feelings... Having let go of all the bad things, Diana began to come off to the music to the fullest.
Cheerful, cheerful Diana! What could be better? (By the way, that dude behind Diana is me) The girl jumped, smiled, dragged her hands, sang. Everything was wonderful! I decided to say those three important words to her. She looked at me, I looked at her. I was ready to confess.
Suddenly, the doorbell rang. Opening the door, Diana saw a satisfied, sacred Steve. His face just grinned. "Well, are you already celebrating? Why didn't you call me?" She could not stand it and ran into the bedroom with tears. I, too, could not stand it and with all anger and hatred hit him on his iron head. I ended up breaking my arm... But it doesn't matter! The main thing is that he lost consciousness. Unfortunately, I could not confess my love to Diana, since she had already managed to get herself a new boyfriend... I again became unnecessary to anyone...
Doorbell. There was a policeman in front of my father.
- Good day! Tell me, does Peter Hardy live here?
-Yes, this is my son.
- Well. Your son abused Steve Carey yesterday. The guy is out. We are obliged to take your son to the police station.
- It's some kind of mistake! NOT!!!...
In general, now I'm here, for six months, if I behave well... That's all, guys!