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The Consequences of an Ill-Planned Holiday |
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My parents had been planning a trip to China for a long time to visit their
relatives in the village, and I was thrilled for them. Little did they know, I
had other plans for their absence. I decided to invite a few friends for a
holiday, and we planned to go to Port Dickson, which we thought would be perfect
for a five-day trip.
The day my parents left, my friends came over in the evening, and we packed our
bags and headed to the hotel. The drive was smooth, and I impressed my friends
with my driving skills. We arrived at the hotel late in the evening, had dinner,
and went to bed. The next day, we enjoyed the beach and made friends with other
young people. I even used my father's credit card to pay the bills, mimicking
his signature without thinking of the consequences.
On the day we left, we realized that our bill had accumulated to a huge sum, but
I tried to ignore the feeling of guilt. As we headed back, the weather took a
turn for the worse, and we got into an accident that wrecked my father's new
Volvo. Luckily, no one was hurt, but the car was in bad shape, and we had to
leave it to be towed back.
When we arrived home, we were shocked to find that the house had been broken
into, and everything valuable was taken. Overwhelmed with guilt and shame, I sat
down and cried, wondering how I would explain everything to my father when he
returned. The consequences of my ill-planned holiday had caught up with me, and
I realized that I had made a terrible mistake. |
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