A Personal Experience By Ciana

In our school, we are assigned by groups to clean the classroom every afternoon. I was the leader that day. My classmates didn't clean. Our teacher told us if your classmate didn't clean, the leader should take over their classmates’ jobs. That afternoon, I was the only one who was left in the classroom. My classmates were too lazy to clean, so I ended up cleaning the whole classroom by myself.

First, I swept the floor, then straightened up the chairs, then I went out to the bathroom, which is just beside our classroom, to wash a rag to wipe the board. When I went back, I was so surprised to see the chairs unarranged, when I had just arranged them. Then, all the trash that I swept was all over the floor. The classroom was a mess. It was as if the classroom was not cleaned. I did my job all over again, thinking that someone was playing a trick on me. When I went to my chair to get my bag, I bent my head to arrange and collect my things. I could see someone standing in front of me; even if I didn't lift my head to see who it was, I could clearly see the body of the figure, but I could not see her feet! I gathered all my courage to look up to see whom it was, but when I looked up, I didn't see anyone at all! I was so scared that I hurriedly went out of the classroom! All I cared about at that time was running as far as I could from our classroom—which is still my classroom to this day!