Write about when you knew you were in trouble
The sound of my mom's stern voice calling my full name was a sure indicator that I was in trouble for something I had done. When I saw my dad's disappointed expression after breaking a vase, I knew there was no escaping the consequences. The ominous silence that followed the shattered glass made it clear that I was in for a serious talking-to. The sinking feeling in my stomach during parent-teacher conferences was a telltale sign that my mischievous antics at school had not gone unnoticed.
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