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My Unforgettable Incident Essay

For approximately 15 years I have been lived in this hurdle-filled world, there is one incident that I can never forget, and that is the time when I fortuitously entered a ladies’ public toilet.

To instigate, I was watching Harry Potter Deathly Hallows Part 2 with my family at Alamanda, Putrajaya. My brother and I was very eager to watch the movie. Although at that time, my bladder is already at its peak, the excitement just overcame it.

We watched the movie together merrily. Harry Potter versus Lord Voldermolt ! It was really a worth-to-watch movie. After the movie ended, I felt like the nature is calling me! It’s not just a call, it’s a blasting megaphone call ! My brother too felt it. So we rushed to the toilet like Flash did in the movies. No one can stop me ! Literally, no one can stop me. Even my brother warned about me going to the wrong place.

Without looking at the symbol in front of the door, I sped off into one of the stalls. I saw no one in the toilet. No one. My ears couldn’t hear anything . My ears functioned only after I finished doing my business. As I was getting ready to get out of the stall, I hear smooth, soft voices. I thought, is that girls’ voices ?

I peeked from the bottom of the stall and saw high heels and ladies’ feet ! Oh no ! No ! No ! I entered the wrong toilet ! So, I swiftly opened the stall door and bail out of the toilet like a ninja. I heard girls’ screams ! I don’t care ! I just ran my heart out away from that dreaded place. I called my family to meet me at the car.

They laughed real hard as if I’m a clown. Such a meanie. I learnt my lesson. Do not be clumsy and hasty in doing things, especially important things. From that day on, I promised myself to never come to that place ever again.


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