All of us were sitting down and facing the stage, a young boy at the age of 11, came in to the hall with a teacher. As i was looking at him, his tears streaked down his cheeks. He was punished for cheating during examinations and proof by hitting the teacher, and was caned 3 strokes publicly and suspended from school. This situation reminds me when i was primary 4.

"Oh gosh, oh gosh!" i thought when i bit my lower lip, tabbing my pen on my forehead and forced myself to think of something. A string of cold sweat slowly slided down on the side of my cheeks.

"Time's up! Stop writing and pens down on the table, i will go around to collect your papers," said the teacher. Her voice echoing throught the entire examination room. My whole body shot up striaght and stared at the clock, and then back on my paper.

"This is the last resort, i have to do this. i don't have other chioces, do i?" as i thought.

One week later, our papers were ready for us to do corrections, my mind was containing all the negative thoughts. While the teacher was going through the exam papers, i corrected some of my mistake and told the teacher that she had mark wronged. Although i know that doing this was totally wrong but i all I want was to make my family happy if I passed my examinations.

Unfortunately, I was caught by the teacher. my parents was called down to school. When my parents arrived, i stood in front of them with my head hanging and my eyes fixed on my mother's high heels. i was very scared at that time. All i can think about was "How i will be punish? Will i be suspended from school? Will my classmates begin to avoid me?"
I began to cry.

When we were leaving after the teacher told what happened to my parents, they thanks the teacher and took me away. i heard my mother's voices was strangling with tears. As I looked in their eyes , I wish they would not look at me. Those eyes I saw, that day I would not forget. Those sad-looking eyes , I can feel it , they are disappointed .