8/9/2019 2nd Narrative Essay 1st Draft 2

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“If you are expelled from school, what is your future plan?” my dad broached the subject, in

a tremulous voice.

“Well, I’ll take the certificate examination for intermediate school…..And then, we’ll see

how things turn out.” I murmured through a long silence, frowning at him.

“Why don’t you go to school?” my mom diffidently asked me.“I’ve answered that question thousands of times, I don’t want to go,” with my last insistence,

I finished the conversation by leaving the dinner table.

A few days after the conversation, the formal documents arrived, and I was officially expelled

from school. With the arrival of the letter, I sank into a deep mire.

At first, everything was identical regardless of my expulsion; the sky remained gloomy and a

long rainy season was not gone yet. Rather than going outside, I stayed in my room all day,

falling into an imaginary world with my latest gaming laptop. Games, that were so-called

‘masterpieces’, readily captivated me. Through those games, I could become whatever I

wanted: a football manager, a mayor, a general, or even a superstar. In such fantasies, I wasable to ignore the truth of the reality that happened in my life.

However, I could not hide for long. As soon as my friends contacted with me through the

internet and cell phone, I was pulled out from the chimera. All of them questioned my current

location and I responded that I was staying in Korea, unlike others who started international

education. By their peculiar reactions, I soon realized the restriction circumscribed between

my friends and me. As I had expected, they considered me as a nonconformist and conversed

in patronizing tone while talking. Facing the unpleasant reality was severe, so I decided to

hide myself more in cyberspace.

For the subsequent eleven months, I lamented my misfortune in a voice that people could nothear. Lonely and deplorable, I spent time with no purpose and no meaning. Then, a

conversation with my mom, after she attended a meeting with my friends, changed my life.

“How are they doing? Did they get admitted to magnet schools?” I questioned.

“Yes, many of them are admitted,” answered my mother.

“That’s good, I don’t think they deserve it though” belittling their effort, I concentrated on the

game I was playing. But in my heart, I swelled with jealousy and anxiety.

On that night, I could not sleep as I was beset by insecurity. It was impossible for me to

acknowledge the reality that my friends, who were like me, were becoming better than me. I,

on the other hand, had not done anything for my dreams while my academic ambitions were

unattainably high. I kept thinking ‘what if I was not expelled’ again and again; those ‘if’

sentences made me feel demolished. The current situation was miserable. I could not attend

an ordinary school since I was expelled, and also I would not be able to fit in at a Korean

high school. Soon I realized that there was only one choice and eventually I was determined

to make a last attempt.

When my mom woke up to prepare a breakfast for my dad, I uttered “It’d be better to leave

Korea”