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My teacher said :"Not a narrative essay" And I don't know why that was. Please help me!!

The memory I'm about to tell maybe as beautiful as dreams to so many girls but that was a nightmare to me. I never forget the stupid time I took part in the contest: "UFM talented female students". I learned so many hard lessons about the life, model's work and especially, about true friendship.

The story started about  7 months ago. At that time, I was just a fresh man with nice smile. I was happy with my life, proud of my friends and having some true relationships. One day, a schoolmate asked me about "UFM talented female students"- the contest's organized  biennially to find a pretty  female student with special talent . He's 1 year older than me and he was a perfect student. I admired him so that it was so hard for me to not response to his suggestion.  And I answered "please, give me some time for thinking". Then it completely slipped my mind. Not until the contest was widely current.. And he reminded me again.  After thinking carefully, I answered it in the negative way.I was divided for a variety of reasons. I was not confident enough to join that big contest. The last time he tried to persuade me again is at the last night for enrollment. Almost all of my friends at the university  sent messages for me about that. They supported me so much. At that time, I faced an embrasssing dilemma: should I do or avoid again?. Finally, I decided  to accept it. Hmm, that's the most foolish decision in my life.

I can still remember how glad my schoolmates were that night. They immediately sent me an application form and asked to find 3 photos which returned together.  There was no time for me to take a concept for taking photos like almost girls taking part in that contest. They prepared so carefully. I thought that "just magic could make me overcome them".

The Organizer started checking every forms. There were some wrong forms so that they were rejected, the others would have a tournament to express themselves about: the beauty, style,......  I can still remember details about that time. I didn't know how to make up, I couldn't find any nice dress..... Finally,  there was one hour before I come in the room of the contest, one girl who is in the same major gave me red dress and a girlfriend made up for me. When I stood  face to face with the judges, I realized that every girl show herself by one format: name, major, hometown and dream. That was so boring. And I decided to show myself in a new way. The judges smiled and gave me some questions. After that, I met some friends and told them what happened, they shrieked in the wonder:"really? You're so crazy" ....Ohm, I thought that they were right. But I was so glad because I could make some people smile.

And do you know what happened next?  I won a place to get through to the final. That's so amazing.  I remembered that I bursted  into tears when hearing that new. I was really happy because I worked well everything people put their hope in. But, I couldn't believe that was the star of a nightmare lasting 2 months.

That was a terrible time, I had to practice catwalk after a long-day with schoolwork.  Everyday, I had to get up about 4 a.m to prepare presentations, tests,... and when 6 o' clock came, I went to my university. Schoolwork  lasted all day. At 7 o' clock pm, I practiced catwalk with other competitors. That lasted about 2 hours. And to me, it's a tourtune. They requested me to use a very high heels. Never before I used them . I teetered around in them. The first time in my life, I admired every models with a high heels.  Besides that, I had to think about scenario of a short clip in the final and prepare for that. I must give up part time job to spend all time for contest

Moreover, I had some trouble with a girlfriend. I and she joined that contest together. She's a nice girl with a high score and special talent about singing and playing guitar. But unlucky, she failed in case I won. Some conflicts happened with misunderstands. i counldn't explain to put me to the depression. I was tired and stress. My friends asked me what happened and what the truth was. But i didn't answer. I believed that a rumor is always a rumor and the worth of it is nothing more than a rumor. If they're true friend, they will trust me

Although how cruel the world was, there were some friends who alway believed in and supported me. They helped me with schoolwork, travelling when I was tired.They made me smile and took care of me. Therefore, I put forth best effort in the final. whenever i saw them, I took a great smile. Until now, I can't forget encouraging words which they cheered in the final. I pride myself on that friendship

 

All in all, everyone has an undeath memory. That maybe a blue or a happy memory. I learnt the hard way that the life is not easy and it's so hard to have a true friend if a storm of life doesn't come. I always remember my best friend's words that:"Despite wrong everything in life, never  change your color"