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Diwali Celebration Essay

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Everyone is enjoying when celebrating. You have fun too. People express their qualities at these times. No one thinks of anything bad like a person getting bullied and you have to stand up for him and help. Getting injured is not even a thought that will pop up in your head. The kids just let the joy come out of their hearts by playing. But you never know something bad could always happen surprisingly. A similar incident occured to me.

The wind was blowing hard outside. I was ready to celebrate Diwali (Indian festival). I did not want my Diwali to get ruined. This festival came once in a year, and I did want to enjoy shooting fireworks. My friends were outside with their families getting ready like me, except I was inside my house. I could not wait. Fireworks going high in the sky showing a beautiful display was all I could imagine. Sometimes in my mind I got thoughts of people getting hurt while people were celebrating happily. I did not want to get to that point in my neighborhood celebration. After a while my family and I went down to celebrate. As soon as we stepped out of the lift we could see tons of people roaming around. People were drinking cola over here and others were chatting over there. …show more content…

I stood up, and my father put his arm around my back. We slowly walked together back home. As we walked I let a trail of drops behind me. These drops were tears. They came out like a bucket of lava erupting from a volcano which turned into a big puddle of water when it reached the ground. Each of these thousand tears that fell showed a part of the moment of how I burned my foot. I kept on thinking about this recent accident. It never left my mind which made me scream out every once in in a while, “Why did this have to happen to me?” Those screams were as loud a dog barking at a cat for hours.The rest of the way I walked by stomping my feet very hard on the ground and breathing in and out, in and

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