Hi Guys,
I know it's quite late, but could you please mark this?
Topic: Imagine something precious, you have lost that is finally returned to you.
Dad always liked me the best, I don't know why, but I was always the favourite... But when he left I couldn't believe it, he had always hinted at it; but never really confirmed it. Dad was with the North you see; he had been selected when he was young, as gifted and was spoon-fed until he was old enough to work for the state. I was the same, when I was 5, I was chosen; and brought to a different school with kids with a "like mind". That was why I was the favourite. As soon as Dad left, the State knew. We had to go into hiding; but it wasn't long until they found us. When we were captured we were brought into a sort of detention center. We were left for a few days. Then we were separated. Mum went first and then Grandpa then Grandma and then finally me. They said they would spare me; so they kept me in the detention center, where I could still be taught, I don't know what happend to the rest of the family, I was isolated, kept in the classroom for hours, I dreaded everyday. I had the same teacher; Mr Kim, he was an old, strict man, who was small and stout. I would see him everyday without any day off. One day something unusual happend my normal tutor wan't there instead I had somebody who looked exactly like my father. At first it was a normal day, but at exactly 12:00pm he told me who he really was- of course he was my father. I tried to tell him everything that happend, but he wasn't interested, he was only interested me. I missed him so much. I longed for him, but he seperated the whole family. I asked him whether he knew where the rest of the family was, but he didn't even answer; I had once respected this man, but I had quickly developed a sense of hate deeply intrenched in my soul. What could I do?
TIME: 15:00
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I'm coming from interstate for the Victorian selective school exam, will I have an advantage?