Betrayed by your own friend
By: FireBall_669
June 9, 2005
Hey look! There’s free slot in the officers list. And it’s not just any slot, it’s the slot for vice president.
Should I take it or should I not?
Will they vote for me or would they not?
These questions bother the mind of a young student of a prestigious and exclusive school located somewhere in Quezon City.
Why does it bother the child’s mind you ask?
Well first of all, what was going to happen just finished this afternoon. The class of the boy
had an elections on the position of vice president for the class officers. The boy was really excited and really into it before this even happened. The moment he knew that the former class president was re-sectioned, he immediately had intentions in taking over the slot of vice president.
Maybe it was because of the responsibility?
Maybe it was for honor?
Maybe it was for the benefit of his class?
Well the answer is all of them.
He wanted to change his class, mold them into fully grown gentlemen. He wanted to take every opportunity he had to be active in school, so that he would be recognized (in short he wanted popularity). He also wanted the responsibility to train him in being a good leader. He wanted most is honor for his parents.
Sure! Why not! Go give it a try.
So he did.
On the day of the elections on the start of class the other competitions he had were always approaching him and shaking his hand. It was weird because it didn’t mean anything. One of his friends approached him and asked if he was going to run for the position of vice president. He said yes and asked why. His friend told him that he didn’t have anyone to vote. Being the secretary in all, he didn’t care about the class as long as he is not affected.
The election took place, and the nominations are up. The first person nominated was the boy, and he was nominated by his greatest contender. Going on, the nominations were through and the voting ceremony is starting. since the boy was the first to be nominated, he was the first to see how man votes he has. The voting was in the “Show of hands” format. At the end of the voting ceremony, the boy got the lowest number of votes, and only two from the class voted for him, Himself and another classmate. He was surprised because his friend voted another person and not him. In short, HE BETRAYED HIM.
The boy in the story is me. Yes, me the author of this article.
The reason for writing this article is just plain old ANGER and HATE.
To the person I am trying to point out, you know who you are, WHY DID YOU DO IT? WHY DID YOU BETRAY ME?
This ends my article…
Thanks for reading. Hope you comment on this afterwards, thanks and God bless!
oh and before I forget, FireBall_669 is my new name.
June 9, 2005
Hey look! There’s free slot in the officers list. And it’s not just any slot, it’s the slot for vice president.
Should I take it or should I not?
Will they vote for me or would they not?
These questions bother the mind of a young student of a prestigious and exclusive school located somewhere in Quezon City.
Why does it bother the child’s mind you ask?
Well first of all, what was going to happen just finished this afternoon. The class of the boy
had an elections on the position of vice president for the class officers. The boy was really excited and really into it before this even happened. The moment he knew that the former class president was re-sectioned, he immediately had intentions in taking over the slot of vice president.
Maybe it was because of the responsibility?
Maybe it was for honor?
Maybe it was for the benefit of his class?
Well the answer is all of them.
He wanted to change his class, mold them into fully grown gentlemen. He wanted to take every opportunity he had to be active in school, so that he would be recognized (in short he wanted popularity). He also wanted the responsibility to train him in being a good leader. He wanted most is honor for his parents.
Sure! Why not! Go give it a try.
So he did.
On the day of the elections on the start of class the other competitions he had were always approaching him and shaking his hand. It was weird because it didn’t mean anything. One of his friends approached him and asked if he was going to run for the position of vice president. He said yes and asked why. His friend told him that he didn’t have anyone to vote. Being the secretary in all, he didn’t care about the class as long as he is not affected.
The election took place, and the nominations are up. The first person nominated was the boy, and he was nominated by his greatest contender. Going on, the nominations were through and the voting ceremony is starting. since the boy was the first to be nominated, he was the first to see how man votes he has. The voting was in the “Show of hands” format. At the end of the voting ceremony, the boy got the lowest number of votes, and only two from the class voted for him, Himself and another classmate. He was surprised because his friend voted another person and not him. In short, HE BETRAYED HIM.
The boy in the story is me. Yes, me the author of this article.
The reason for writing this article is just plain old ANGER and HATE.
To the person I am trying to point out, you know who you are, WHY DID YOU DO IT? WHY DID YOU BETRAY ME?
To the newly appointed vice president of the class, CONGRATULATIONS! I belive you deserve the position better than anyone else. Hope you do a great job throughout the whole year. I will always support you. Ingatz:D
This ends my article…
Thanks for reading. Hope you comment on this afterwards, thanks and God bless!
oh and before I forget, FireBall_669 is my new name.
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