Journal 8: My conflict.

Everyone’s life is a one and only in the world. And every story gets the conflict, well, it gets the conflicts, since most of our life stories are long. Conflicts make the story began. The thing is, when it happened, how do we solve these real conflicts in our life?

    Here is one of the conflicts in my life. When I was in elementary school, I had a fight with someone, and after that fight, we became the haters of each others. That was really difficult time. She was really good at playing a prank on people, of course I’m one of her target, but she always do these on me sneaky, like only my friends and I know that what did she do on me. One day, We had an English vocabulary quiz. After the quiz, I stand up and came to each person’s desk, took their quizes and hand it into the teacher. At that moment when I walk beside her desk... she was cheating! When she noticed me, it was too late, and she also knows that. Then I hesitated , should I tell teacher that she was cheating?  That’s a chance to beat her down! But I’m not that kind of girl... that’s why she never afried of being mean to me, she knows that I’ll never fight it back or tell everyone about what she’ve done. I don’t want to be a snitcher , but I also don’t want her to think that I’m wimpish.  

  I choose not to tell at the end. If you feel bad after you did something, that thing might be really wrong. I didn’t feel unhappy with my decision, and I don’t think I would feel happy if I tell teacher the truth. She will pay for it someday. and actually, she never bother me anymore after that English quiz.