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Personal recount Reflective model essay Secondary

Personal recount/Reflective model essay Secondary

Topic: Write about a time when you did something to impress someone which you later regretted

This is a common topic for secondary school students. Below you will find a Personal recount/Reflective model essay sample for secondary school students. You can use this as inspiration for your writing. Also, do not forget to download the FREE SAMPLE to our O'Level & Secondary Essay Writing Cheat Sheet.


Personal recount/Reflective model essay Secondary
Personal recount/Reflective model essay Secondary

Personal recount/Reflective model essay Secondary

Topic: Write about a time when you did something to impress someone which you later regretted

I can never forgive myself for this. Till today I regret this and the memory haunts me. I was in Primary 5. It was the first day of school when Deaven waltzed into class. Her hair was unkempt, the buttons from her uniform were missing and nobody liked her. Despite that, out of the kindness of my heart, I was drawn to her. She was lonely and often sat alone in the canteen. Soon, I would join her and a friendship blossomed between us.


Fast forward a few months later, things did not improve with Deaven. The bullying got out of hand, Deaven was often the last one to be picked when it came to group projects. When she was finally 'forced' to join a group, she would be greeted with looks of disdain. Despite all that happened, I chose to hang out with Deaven until late August.


I was contesting for class president and the support of my fellow classmates was important. I was pretty popular and doing well. However, one late Friday afternoon, things changed. As I was grooming myself in the bathroom, I was approached by a group of 'popular' girls from my class.

"Are you Deaven's friend?" Pricilia, the 'ringmaster' of the group inquired.

"Yes!" I replied.

"Ew! I thought you were cool. If you are friends with her, I guess I'll just have to tell everyone not to vote for you!" Priscillia sneered at me. Soon after, they left. I did not think much about it. However, what happened the following Monday made me reconsider my friendship with Deaven.


The following Monday, I was given the cold shoulder by almost everyone in class. Whatever Priscillia was doing was succeeding. I was not popular and I witnessed my votes dwindling. Feeling afraid, I would not be well-liked by everyone, I did something that I would regret.


During recess, when Deaven approached to sit beside me. I did something awful. Before, she could sit down, I pulled her chair away and Deaven crashed onto the floor. While everyone started laughing, I joined in the laughter. To add fuel to the fire, I pretended to drop my soda on her by 'accident.' Soon, the canteen was filled with hoots of laughter but Deaven's face cascaded with tears. Eventually, I won the favour of my classmates back. I became the class president. I never really engaged with Deaven again. Months later, she left for another school and I never saw her again. Though I became class president, my conscience pricked me. I can never forget the look of betrayal on her face when I pulled the chair from her. Years later, I am combing through different social media platforms to get a glimpse of Deaven so I can just tell her how much I regret hurting her. This is one regret I may have to carry for the rest of my life.

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