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Narrate an experience in about 80-100 words with the following ending. Give a suitable title:
………. I promise myself to work hard in order to achieve success.
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Solution
My Most Embarrassing Experience
It was my preliminary examination and I had studied nothing. I scribbled something on my answer sheet but, everything was meaningless. Half of my answer sheet was blank. Soon, we were shown our paper in the classroom. I had secured the lowest marks. I was a class topper a few years ago. I was ashamed and decided to lie to my parents about my marks. As soon as I reached home I sat at the table to study. I didn’t even go out to play. My dad was very happy to see me studying sincerely. My parents asked me about my marks. I inflated my marks and told them I scored full marks. My dad was very proud. He walked with pride on the open day. But his pride was short-lived. After seeing my report card, he gave me a stern look and didn’t speak to me until we got home. I felt ashamed and embarrassed. When we got home, I apologised to my parents. I assured them that I would never lie to them again and I promised myself to work hard in order to achieve success.
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