1. Write a story ending with: "If only I had been more careful, that wouldn't have
happened."
One Saturday afternoon, I had to babysit my three-year-old little sister. My mother was going
out and my father had to work overtime.
My little sister, Angie, was cute and witty. She had a pair of large sparkling eyes and a pretty
face. She was hyperactive and loved to play hide-and-seek with me. Though we had a loving
relationship, there were annoying moments as well. A few months ago, I accidentally left my
geography project, which I had just completed, in the living room. I was supposed to hand in
the handwritten project to my teacher the next day. When Angie got hold of it, she tore it into
pieces. Although I was furious to find out she had done, I had myself to blame for not
keeping the project in an appropriate place. Consequently, I had to stay up late to redo the
whole project.
Not long after I started to babysit Angie that afternoon, my best classmate, Victor, called me
on the phone. He told me that his father had just bought him the latest model of 'PlayStation'
and he invited me to play computer games together with him at his house. I accepted his
invitation and decided to bring Angie along.
Victor was born with a silver spoon in his mouth. His father was an extremely successful and
wealthy businessman. Upon arriving at the gate of his triple-storey palatial mansion, I pressed
the doorbell. Soon, a servant appeared in a golf cart. With the cart, he brought Angie and me
to the house as there was a large garden at its front. Victor greeted us on the porch. After
entering his house, he led us up a flight of grand staircase which led to his spacious bedroom
located on the second storey of the house.
Victor offered us some refreshment. Then, we started to play a computer game. Angie was
left to play on her own. While we were playing the game, she was playing with some of
Victor's soft toys. We were so engrossed by the game that we forgot to keep an eye on her.
About fifteen minutes later, all of sudden we heard screams from the staircase. At that
moment, we realised that Angie was missing from the room.
"Where's Angie, Ben?" Victor asked.
"That beats me!" I replied.
Extremely taken aback, we ran out of the room to check what had happened. We were
shocked to see Angie lying at the bottom of the stairs. It appeared that she had fallen down
the stairs. She was unconscious. Victor called for an ambulance instantly and Angie was sent
to hospital.
After a doctor had examined Angie, she was found to suffer from a broken arm. She had to be
hospitalised for treatment. I got a good scolding from my parents for being so irresponsible. I
was also grounded for a fortnight. I felt sorry for Angie and regretted my negligence. If only I
had been more careful, that wouldn't have happened.
