Ghost Story

(This is a reall story of my Parents)


It was a full moon, around midnight, my dad came back from visiting his friend. On that night, there is no car passed by or even people. He ride his bike alone. When he was half way home, he saw a little girl, wearing a white clothse walk in front of him. At that moment, he didn't think of anything, but a few minutes later, he was scared because that girl wasn't walking. She was runing and my dad saw her run criss cross infront of him. He ride his bike as fast as he can and reached home; and he didn't that the girl will follow him home.

After a month later, my mom wake up early in the morning to go to the store for selling her vegetables. She took my brother to go with her. When they go out just about a block, they saw a woman wearing white clothse in the little pond. They hear sound of water, like someone was playing with it, but it was in the morning at 5 am, people never come and get water so early. As they go closer, that woman still there. She didn't talk, her hair was all over her face. My mom look at her once, but she was very scared and she was shacking. After that she told my brother go faster, so that they will pass that woman. My mom thought if she was the neighbor, she must talk and have light with her and if she was human, she never go some where without light. All human, if they go some where they must have light with them all the time. So she put my brother on the back seat of the bike and ride it really fast. When she come back home, she talk to her neighbers and they all said no one go there in that early morning. So that was a ghost, she thought.

After I have listen to my parents story, I was very scared. I don't want to go out alone and watch ghost movie any more. When I listen they talk, I fell like some body was around me; and my hair was stand up and my body fell colder. So ever since, I wasn't go alone any more. I used to have someone go with me. If they refuse, I wasn't go.

My School Day

When the school had started, I was very exited to be here. What I hate was to be on the first day. The reason was that in some classes, I have to introduce myself to other students within the class room. When I speaking, my vioce seems like I will cry out. My body was shaking and I was very nervouse to speak out lound, but after that everything was over and I was all fine. After all things have been over, everything was turn to be the same. I felt very comfortable to be paticipate in class every day and learn it. At this point, I don't think there is any other student who thought as I do, but in my mine I was scary. I force and push myself to say what I say.

I love to be on school and learned what I supporse to be learned. In some reason that I don't want to be here on school was that there are too much homework on the same day (in sometime). Some time I can't do those done as recommanded. When there are too much homework, I would try to do my favorite subject first and do the other after.

My favorite subject was math. Whenever I doing math homework, it seems like I have pay alot of attention into it. I wasn't felt axhausted and don't want to stop it, I just want to continue. But some time, I have stop it when I don't know what to do.


My least subject is reading. Some reading makes me tire, if I'm not interested about it. When I read, I just feel asleep if Iwas on the bed. I hate reading because some of the words are hard to define. If my husband was home he always told me to take my time to read and if some words that are difficult, used dictionary to help. Whenever he say, I just say OK, but I wasn't used the dictionary at all. Some of them even make me more confusing. As last week reading assignment,

I was confused about the subculture. I thought that it was the culture of the people, such as their religions and believes. But as I read through the book, the culture define as classic music, etiquete, museum art, Great Book, or extensive knowledge of the Western Histery. And I go to ask Linda in the Student Success Center, she said the subculture is some thing that you like to do and what you are interesting in. So finally I understand it. This wasn't mean that reading is bad, if you love to read alot, you will be smarter and know much more about it.

Eventhough, some of the subject that I don't like I still try to learn it and do my best. And college is my first step to get into my future career.