There is a pair of eyeglasses that lie quietly in the deepest corner of my drawer. I define it as “particular” because the implied meaning it contains and the serious lesson it tells. It is a pair of prescription eyeglasses that I stole.
Yes, it is a proof that I stole something. That was when I was still a primary school girl who knew nothing about what is beauty and what is ugly in mind. One day, I went to one of my neighbor’s house to look for my playmate, but her mother told me that she was not in. At that moment, her elder sister came back and saw me, she said hello to me very warmly. She was really a beautiful and amiable girl, and in my heart she was almost as perfect as a fairy. She owned a very slim figure and what made her look very charming was her pair of glasses on her face. To me, the thin and white frame together with the light green glasses made her look rather elegant and ladylike—I was fascinated by her eyeglasses! Then I ran home to ask from my mother for a pair of prescription eyeglasses, but she refused me instantly. The reason she gave me was rather simple: “what do you do with a pair of prescription eyeglasses? Anyway, you are not near-sighted. Glasses are useless to you. Besides, a pair of prescription eyeglasses in the store is too expensive!” I felt very disappointed, but I could not just forget it since I often dreamt about that girl’s eyeglasses—I was hunted by that pair of eyeglasses! Finally, once when I went again to play with my playmate, I stole her sister’s glasses when I saw they happened to be lying on the desk. The moment I touched the metal frames of the glasses, I felt my hands sweating and shaking—out of fear and excite. That night when I took the eyeglasses back my home, I was not able to fall asleep. I put it beside my pillow, and kept inspecting it and touching it again and again. Unfortunately, the next morning my mother came to my bedroom to wake me up, she found that little thing beside my head. She immediately became suspected and questioned me loudly where it came from, and I told her the entire thing. As a result, I was punished fiercely for the stealing thing.
But I did not give it back since I had no that courage, I bought a new pair of prescription glasses for that girl. Now, I can go http://www.prescriptionglassesonline.net to buy myself quite a fancy pair of prescription eyeglasses since this Christmas their products are very cheap, and I will never touch things that not belong to me.