Hello everybody, I've come back with a new thread. I'm not sure about the topic,yet. A little off, maybe. I hope you like it. Criticism is appreciated~
Six-Minute Eternity
I was walking alone on a country lane, as moon was my only company. Old cramped buildings lined up on both sides in silence, casting strange shadows onto the remote road. Late January wind was determined to display his power in the last days of the winter, bringing vague dog barks and intermittent strange cock crows from a distance. Old country smell haunted in my nostrils. I quickened my steps. When sunlight abandoned this community, my gallant action, coming to an outlying clinic alone, proved to be not enjoyable at all.
It was bad luck to get a 102℉ fever right before the final exam. Actually, when teachers mentioned the importance of a healthy body, my deskmate always added "as strong as ## is" with a giggle. Running cross-country and playing ping-pong, my name is a synonym of healthy in my class. However, three days after my fun-loving deskmate got a fever, my defense line unexpectedly collapsed. Our boarding school clinic was unable to provide a transfusion, so the head teacher suggested my parents sending me to a doctor in the city as the school locates in the developing zone which is still quite deserted at present, but I decided to handle it myself. After the afternoon section closed, I went to hunt a nearby clinic.
My returning journey consisted five or six minutes' walking on dark country lanes with a dizzy head, sore eyes and high temperature. Thinking of the heavy schoolwork loaded on my schedule that evening only made me feel worse. All extra curriculum activities on campus ceased on account of the final. Life became monotony before the tests. I missed the feeling when excitement struck me like electric shocks, activating every single cell in my body.
On taking the last turn on the narrow lane, dim lamp light on the main road was visible. A couple was standing at the junction. I quickened my steps to get rid of the unfavorable darkness when suddenly a hand in the darkness grasped my left arm, tightly. Every drop of my blood ceased to flow. I could perceive a tall man in the shadow. I could even feel the vicious look on his face. I knew that I was in trouble. Terror swept my dizzy brain in a split second and in another, I've made my decision. Playing Taekwondo with the hand in darkness wouldn't work. Crying for help would be too risky. The couple twenty meters away would mostly likely to run away and call the police, but that would be too late for me. If it was a gamble, I would wager on my own brain. I yelled out, but not for help. "Hey, ##, ##, I'm here！" I called the first two names came to my mind, as calm and cheerful as possible. The couple was drawn by my voice, bewildered. They must be wondering who I was calling for since there was nobody else around. The hand clutching at my arm loosened a bit. The hand in the darkness was hesitating! My heart palpitated hard--the only chance! I sprang to the couple as fast as I could, waving my arms to keep their attention. That twenty meters, the distance from darkness to brightness, were the fastest I've ever run, longest I've ever known. I embraced the brightness with all my strength. Luckily the criminal didn't take risk chasing me. Dashing all the way back with the freezing January wind, I found myself standing breathlessly in front of the school building, covering in cold sweat, brain spinning, fever gone.
Our campus rested comfortably under the quiet moonlight. Green decorative lamps glimmered in winter grass. Bright light shed through broad glass windows, undisturbed. My classmates were digging knowledge at desk as usual. Looking at their calm eyes and healthy cheeks, I smiled, acquiring a new understanding of the everyday serene life.
Thank you~
Six-Minute Eternity
I was walking alone on a country lane, as moon was my only company. Old cramped buildings lined up on both sides in silence, casting strange shadows onto the remote road. Late January wind was determined to display his power in the last days of the winter, bringing vague dog barks and intermittent strange cock crows from a distance. Old country smell haunted in my nostrils. I quickened my steps. When sunlight abandoned this community, my gallant action, coming to an outlying clinic alone, proved to be not enjoyable at all.
It was bad luck to get a 102℉ fever right before the final exam. Actually, when teachers mentioned the importance of a healthy body, my deskmate always added "as strong as ## is" with a giggle. Running cross-country and playing ping-pong, my name is a synonym of healthy in my class. However, three days after my fun-loving deskmate got a fever, my defense line unexpectedly collapsed. Our boarding school clinic was unable to provide a transfusion, so the head teacher suggested my parents sending me to a doctor in the city as the school locates in the developing zone which is still quite deserted at present, but I decided to handle it myself. After the afternoon section closed, I went to hunt a nearby clinic.
My returning journey consisted five or six minutes' walking on dark country lanes with a dizzy head, sore eyes and high temperature. Thinking of the heavy schoolwork loaded on my schedule that evening only made me feel worse. All extra curriculum activities on campus ceased on account of the final. Life became monotony before the tests. I missed the feeling when excitement struck me like electric shocks, activating every single cell in my body.
On taking the last turn on the narrow lane, dim lamp light on the main road was visible. A couple was standing at the junction. I quickened my steps to get rid of the unfavorable darkness when suddenly a hand in the darkness grasped my left arm, tightly. Every drop of my blood ceased to flow. I could perceive a tall man in the shadow. I could even feel the vicious look on his face. I knew that I was in trouble. Terror swept my dizzy brain in a split second and in another, I've made my decision. Playing Taekwondo with the hand in darkness wouldn't work. Crying for help would be too risky. The couple twenty meters away would mostly likely to run away and call the police, but that would be too late for me. If it was a gamble, I would wager on my own brain. I yelled out, but not for help. "Hey, ##, ##, I'm here！" I called the first two names came to my mind, as calm and cheerful as possible. The couple was drawn by my voice, bewildered. They must be wondering who I was calling for since there was nobody else around. The hand clutching at my arm loosened a bit. The hand in the darkness was hesitating! My heart palpitated hard--the only chance! I sprang to the couple as fast as I could, waving my arms to keep their attention. That twenty meters, the distance from darkness to brightness, were the fastest I've ever run, longest I've ever known. I embraced the brightness with all my strength. Luckily the criminal didn't take risk chasing me. Dashing all the way back with the freezing January wind, I found myself standing breathlessly in front of the school building, covering in cold sweat, brain spinning, fever gone.
Our campus rested comfortably under the quiet moonlight. Green decorative lamps glimmered in winter grass. Bright light shed through broad glass windows, undisturbed. My classmates were digging knowledge at desk as usual. Looking at their calm eyes and healthy cheeks, I smiled, acquiring a new understanding of the everyday serene life.
Thank you~
