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Doesn'T Foolishness Cause Regrets
Ah, had I been much wiser and taken mom more seriously, I wouldn't have called her a miserable whiner! I shiver remembering my behavior so bizarre and childish, and quite often I got punished for hanging out with kids who were too fresh. Mother screamed as a maddened woman saying, "Get back in here and finish your homework! " I did not listen and ran out not to keep them waiting. My grades got worse, and mom's face was got bitter, I tried to tell her how sorry I was, but words got stuck in my throat and I reached for air. All privileges were taken away from me, every effort to mend my mistakes was unsuccessful... I was only given warnings up to three. My wistfulness to please mom was denied, she stopped wishing me goodnight, I saw in me that unruly child who constantly lied. The intention of that pursued wish always remained: to hug her and ask for forgiveness, and would I have been given another chance instead? And that happened on Christmas Eve while unwrapping my undeserved gifts, I stood up and embraced her with all my strength... as the conscience's voice returned, " Doesn't foolishness cause regrets? "
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