A narrative essay

Nguyễn Thị Ngọc Ánh
Student code: 09120005
Topic: childhood event
When I was a little girl, my elder sister and I always played together. On that day, we have had a lot of memories that are never forgotten. One of those that makes me the most memorable was whenever we watched the horror films or listened to the CD,VCD player together. It was the scare times of mine.
Every times my sister borrowed a disc from her friend, it was often about the horror film. I wondered “why does she love the film like that?. It was so frightening”
It was on my free time, usually in the evening of the weekend when I did not study, did not have homework and neither did my sister. She asked me to watch the horror films with her. I did not have any reasons to deny except I was scared. I told her I discouraged to watch but she smiled, gave me a big hand and said: “I want you to relax with these films, you will be braver. They are very interesting”. She persuded me and started to turn on the record disc player. It made me curious and I watched.
The more I watched, the more I was scared. I was thrilled with each detail of sudden scenes. Naturally, I shouted loudly so that my mother could not sleep. “Can you keep silent or scream smaller? Your father and your younger brother are sleeping”, she said. Then I did not make noise more. Sometimes I glanced my sister, she sticked her eyes with the television and was not scared like me.
At the end of the film, the horror characters were always on my mind. Whenever I saw something, I imaged it like a ghost or a person with white clothes, a falling down hair and a wet body looking at me. When I saw the outside of the window, somebody was flying with frightening eyes. I knew it was just an imaginary thought but I was still scared.
Going to the bed, it was darker and darker, 0.00 a.m, I could not sleep, I waked my sister up, she made me scared one more time with her scary voice about those films. No way, I let her sleep and was alone to stay up late. Those things were appeared again. I turned around and hugged my sister, thought that: “If I do not sleep, these things will still exist on my mind”, then I slept.
Every when I watched the horror films of my sister, I continued to have bad, uncomfortable feelings in the next few days. Because she turned them on in front of me, it was too difficult foe me to no seeing. Until she went abroad, I need not watch the scary movies. But I think that when she comes back, we will continue again because I have decreased the scary feeling now. It is really a memorable memory of us.