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OK...here's my qualifying paper 1, section A. Qeel asked me to put it on my blog. I know your views may vary but please do leave comments or criticisms if u will. Thank you =)

Anywho...here it is:

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" I had practised saying it a hundred times but when the moment came, I just couldn't open my mouth! " I cried out in my head.

It has been ten years now, since the passing of Elizabeth Brady's husband, Tom. What Elizabeth didn't know was that it was all my fault for hitting him because I was driving too fast. I was in too much of a shock to look back. By the time I finally turned back, the ambulance had arrived with a grief-stricken woman right next to the lifeless body on the road.

A normal person would comfort that woman right? Yet, all I did was drive away from the most haunting scene I had ever experienced. A fool is what I was that fateful day. I thought that maybe a trip out of the country would make me forget but it was too late. Like a drop of permanent ink on a piece of paper, I had already been tainted with guilt that would last a lifetime. No matter what I did, the scene of his death always tracked me down in my mind.

How do you tell someone you murdered their husband? I certainly didn't know, especially when you made her son unable to have a father in his childhood. Alfie was sixteen years old. After hitting puberty, he became more broad-shouldered and had short auburn hair which often covered his right temple. He was a good six feet tall. An astonishing height for his age.

Another year had passed today. I thought about going to Elizabeth's house again. Maybe today would be the day I could finally utter those two words to her. It was not much but it should hopefully mean alot. The thought ran wild in my head. I went over every possible answer in my notebook. Finally, I grew tired of always doing this to myself. I stood up, grabbed my coat and headed straight for Elizabeth's house.

As my pace quickened towards the door, so did my heartbeat. Besides that, my head was throbbing and my palms were sweating. I took a deep breath before finally connecting my knuckle to the door. I felt a small part of the heavy weight on my shoulders being lifted. Then, I heard the turning of a slightly wobbly doornob. The door was opening! I tried to look up with a calm expression and a smile.

" I...I..I killed your husband! " I blurted out.

She looked puzzled. It was strange. I expected anger.

" Ten years ago. I didn't mean to. I was so afraid of everything and everyone after that accident. I'm sorry, " I said while sobbing.

She laughed. Then, a tall grey haired man came asking bout what was going on. She explained to him. The tall man suddenly came up to me.

" Hi, I'm Tom Brady. Nice to meet you. My wife used to tell me about you. She stopped after you wouldn't return any calls or messages, " said Tom with a sincere smile.

" Wait...but...I saw you on the road and lifeless, " I stuttered.

" What you saw my friend, was a dog that was already run over. You were high that day from too much alcohol so I asked my friend Jim to take you home, " Elizabeth explained.

Everything didn't make sense. Up until now, I always thought I took away someone's life. I tried playing back the image in my head. I remember certain things now. Things that were vague before. Because I was high that day, everything looked like it was passing by so fast and certain images changed shape. That must have been why I thought the dog was Tom!

How silly of me to be so reckless by drinking over my limit. The Brady family and I looked back at this now as a hilarious part of our lives.

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THE END =)

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