Composition 4

The first rays of sunlight lit up my room. The dawn chorus of melodic birdsong drifted in. I jumped out of bed and went to the bathroom with a spring in my step.
“Let’s have a jog in the park!” my father suggested.
We had our breakfast and went to the park. The cold air in the park smelt of dew and grass. The earth was bathed in a warm rosy glow. After finishing our jog in the park, we walked back home, feeling relaxed and rejuvenated. As we were approaching the lift lobby, we saw a man push our elderly neighbour, Mr Lee, into the lift. My father and I exchanged worried glances. Before we could find out what was happening, the lift door had closed.
The lift stopped at the second floor. When the lift came back down to the first floor, no one was inside, so we were sure that the man had taken Mr Lee to the second level. We quickly proceeded to the second floor. As I was a fast runner, I sprinted down the corridor. As I turned the corner, there he was — the sinister stranger who was with Mr Lee. The hoodlum brandished his knife at Mr Lee, who was paralysed by fear, and demanded his wallet menacingly. He pinned Mr Lee to the wall. Mr Lee groaned in pain.
My hair stood up and my heart was in my mouth. Suddenly, a burst of courage ran through me. I darted towards the robber. But,as quick as lightning, he pinned me to the wall too, his face twisted into a hideous smile. He let out a wild, demonic laugh. He glared menacingly at me with a steely glint in his eyes. He thrust his repulsive face with its long, hooked nose in front of me. He was so close that I could see a pulse beating behind a livid, red scar on his right temple. His long,dishevelled hair hung across his face and he reeked of alcohol. His loose, ill-fitting clothes looked as though they had been slept in. My courage melted away as a tingling sensation ran down my spine.
The daring robbery in broad daylight attracted the attention of passers-by. A huge crowd was gathering below us. Suddenly, the sirens of the police car screamed its way through One of the passers-by had called for the police. Policemen went up to the second floor and gathered around us.
“Do not come closer or they will be dead!” the hoodlum shouted.
I felt the cold knife against my neck. The policemen tried to persuade the hoodlum to put down the knife, but he refused.
“Put down the knife or I will shoot!” one of the policemen ordered.
Upon hearing this, the hoodlum finally gave in and surrendered. Mr Lee and I escaped unscathed. The incident was reported in newspapers the next day. I will never forget this incident.

Done by: Carrie Xia

The day blossomed like a bright and lovely flower. The air was fresh and crisp. Warm rays of the sun filtered through the canopy of leaves, embracing the glistening dew drops and bidding them farewell. My father and I were ambling slowly back home from the market. Although it had only been a short trip, my father was dressed to the nines. I helped my father carry a few plastic bags filled with fruits, vegetables, sweet drinks and many more.
As we were approaching the lift lobby, a masked man, with great agility, pushed our elderly neighbour, Mr Goh, into the lift. Just before the lift door closed, the man flung a gunny sack over Mr Goh’s head. Being a healthy man, Mr Goh put up a tough struggle, but he was no match for the pair of burly arms that encased him. Fear gripped the pits of my stomach. “What did that man want? What did it have got to do with Mr Goh?” fearful thoughts ran through my mind. Just then, it dawned upon me that there was no reason. That man just wanted to black mail Mr Goh’s family members. Needless to say, he was a kidnapper!
In a split second, I whipped out my cell phone and called the police. My father looked at me and gave me a thumbs-up. Not long after, the wail of sirens announced the arrival of the police. In less than fifteen minutes, the police found the kidnapper’s whereabouts. They arrested the kidnapper and freed Mr Goh unharmed.
When we saw Mr Goh, he was ashen-faced and befuddled. After he snapped back to reality, he realized that justice had finally been served to the kidnapper. He thanked us profusely. The most important thing I had learnt was that when you do a good deed, not only would other people feel happy, you will also be happy.