Senior three composition 1000 words: I was beaten.

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The composition of senior three is about 1000 words. The title is "I was beaten". Welcome to contribute enthusiastically. I was defeated. Yesterday was my 12 birthday. However, I was beaten.

Nini and I are in grandma's bedroom. I took the vase off the windowsill to play. Nini immediately said, "Sister, don't take it, it will break." I said disapprovingly, "I'm not that stupid!" "

"I said, and played with the vase in my hand. Suddenly, I lost my footing and the vase was very heavy, so it fell to the ground and broke into pieces. Nini and I are scared silly.

When my aunt and mother heard the news, they saw grandma's favorite vase was broken and asked, "Who broke it?" I am afraid in my heart. If my parents know that I am so naughty, they will punish me. My mother may have seen my nervousness and asked me, "Lin Yan, who broke the vase?" Somehow, I blurted out, "Nini broke it!

"Say that finish, I saw Nini upturned face looked at me in surprise. Nini has been very naughty. She accidentally broke the porcelain doll two days ago. Aunt also believed, and said sternly to Nini, "Nini, is that you?" "Nini cried and said," Mom, don't, don't. "It was my sister." I immediately distinguished: "No, no, obviously you wanted to take it down and play, and almost hurt your hand." Nini began to cry. My aunt said angrily, "No one cares about her, let her reflect here. Children lie, too!

"Say that finish, he took my mother and I went out and closed the door. Nini's crying came from inside. My heart has been pulling.

My mother has been looking at me meaningfully, and I can't help but take my eyes off her. I don't think my mother knows that Nini is naughty ... but my heart keeps beating.

After lunch, we went home. As soon as I got home, my mother said, "Yan Yan, come here." I went into the bedroom with my mother in fear and trembling. Mom closed the door, sat on the bed, let me stand in front of her and said, "Yan Yan, did the teacher teach you not to lie at school?" I nodded. "So, who broke the vase?" "This ..." I hesitated. "This is ... it's me ..." My mother's tone became stern. "Did you lie?" "Well ..." I began to cry. "Should I fight?" "It's time ..." "Go and get a feather duster. "I brought it with tears.

Mom told me to take off my pants, and I choked and took off my pants and lay on the bed. Mother picked up a feather duster, held my waist with the other hand and patted my ass. I burst into tears in pain and kept kicking. Mom pressed so hard that Ben and I couldn't get away. My mother has never hit me like this. It turns out that I made a mistake. I hit it twice with my hand at most, or twice with my palm. This time ..... my ass is still hurting, and I'm very upset every time I fight. I cried out of breath. My mother was very distressed and didn't hit me so hard. When I gently stroked my back, I gradually recovered. My mother's feather duster almost hit me on the ass. Finally, mom stopped playing. I'm so sweaty that I can't lie in bed. I looked up and saw my mother's heartbroken eyes. I couldn't help saying, "Mom, I was wrong. I will never lie again. " Mom caressed my head and said, "Why did Mom hit you so hard today?" Because you lied and killed your sister. You 12 years old, not a child, still so naughty. As a sister, have you set an example for your sister? "I think of Nini's crying and cry with regret. My mother patted me on the head, helped me up and said, "You know what to do!

"I nodded. Then I lost my mother's mobile phone, called my aunt and grandmother, admitted my mistake, and everyone forgave me.

Then I saw my ass was red and swollen, and there were red marks. Mom said, "Does it hurt?" I nodded and said, "But mom is right." Mother smiled with relief.

In the evening, we also ate a birthday cake. When blowing out the candles, mother said, "This is one of my gifts to you. Although it hurts, I hope this incident will make you remember it for life and won't make such a mistake again. " I looked at my mother, and I knew my mother's heart must be more painful than mine.

I finished writing this composition this morning. I want to thank my mother.