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Personal and Imaginative writing:"A Spark Of Light"

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Personal and Imaginative writing: "A Spark Of Light" T his world is an evil and cruel place, but we have two choices in how we will conduct ourselves in the world. One choice is easy but wrong-that is to accept the world as it is. The other choice is hard but right-that is to try to change the world. I was once a successful businessman and owned several banks. I grew up in a rich society, surrounded mostly by society's wealthy upper class. My parents were able to send me to one of the most prestigious and advanced universities in the country. I had a great upbringing because of the support of my family and I cannot imagine my life without them. I achieved great things at an early age. At the age of twenty-three I started my own business and by the time I was twenty-six I was named the tenth richest man in the world. People who don't know me think my life is perfect, with all the fancy cars, huge mansions and everything else that money can buy. Sadly, the people who surrounded me most of the time were rich, snobby, self-centred, spendthrifts, who cared about my money more than me. ...read more.

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She was so sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her." I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her, after all, and not to worry. With a deep expression of sadness in his eyes he replied to me, "No, Santa Claus can not bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mother so that she can give it to her when she goes there. My sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mummy will also go to see God very soon, so I thought that she could bring the doll with her to give it to my sister." My heart nearly stopped. The little boy looked up at me and said, "I told daddy to tell mummy not to go yet. I asked him to wait until I come back from the supermarket." The little boy then took out a photograph from his pocket and showed it to me. The photograph was a nice picture of the little boy laughing. He told me, "I also want mummy to take this photo with her so that she will not forget me. ...read more.

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In time I came to realize what I was supposed to do. I started an anti-drinking charity organization. My organization teaches people-especially teenagers-the effects of drinking and how drinking can kill others as well as themselves. Maybe I could help prevent someone drunk to go driving. I became more personally involved in my other charities and especially my anti-drinking charity organization. I know now that life is not always what it seems to be. I am thankful that I grew up having a family that loved me and cared for me. I know that it is going to be a hard and long challenge to change my old habits but it's a challenge I am willing to take to save the lives of others. Now, two years after that encounter with the boy, I tried to look for him. When I finally found him, I offered to pay for his education for the rest of his young life, because I know without him, I would have never changed. I like having him in my life because he is a reminded of my bad past habits. Without him I would have never realised just how lucky I am to have a family, and more importantly, the ability to help others in need. ...read more.

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