cerpen dalam bahasa inggris (short stories) yang dimaksud para guru pemberi tugas biasanya memang sedikit berbeda dengan sekedar recount/narrative text (meskipun menurut saya kedua teks tersebut juga tergolong short stories). namun, sebagai siswa yang baik hendaknya kita memenuhi kriteria tugas yang ditetapkan *halah
soooo, pada post kali ini saya akan berbagi sebuah cerpen dalam bahasa inggris yang saya buat beberapa waktu lalu.
semoga bermanfaat dan dapat menjadi contekan yang tinggal copy paste *JK xD. Let me know if there's any wrong grammar/words anyway^^.
contoh cerpen bahasa inggris
First
and Last Time.
it was the
first day of february. I woke up this morning and looked out my window, The wet
water was floating its way to the earth.
I could tell it was a rainy and dull day, there was enough reason to
cancel school. Literally. I walked down
the stairs and saw mother drinking coffee while my little brother finishing his
breakfast.
“You’re
gonna skip school aren’t you?” Mom asked.
“No mom, I
gotta go. I have an exam today” I said kissing her cheek then walking out the
house to dad and his black car which was ready to drive me to school.
i walked
into the school and spotted a classmate of mine, Brooke! A very tall and pretty
girl, Her hair was long and dyed dark brown. Me and her have known each other
since we were on middle school. She was a clever girl, has always gotten A at
math since the freshman year.
“Hey brooke.
You look tired” i greet her.
“hey dakota.
I really am! Kinda bored of waking up early huh” she said and sigh.
“ahh right,
I wasn’t really in the mood to go all the way to school this morning” i
replied.
“gotcha” she
said smiling at me.
We walked
into the class and decided to be a deskmates. Ritchie and patricia sat in front
of us. While my best friends, Lox and summer sat behind us. Five of them were
smart and dilligent students, it was like they seldom got a bad grades. I could
tell that I was around smart people at that time.
The first
subject was chemistry, Six of us had to passed the second chance to improve our
grades, yeah we got the remedial. Like i said, Ritchie, patricia,lox,summer,
and brooke were smart, but not at chemistry. Nobody was. No one passed the exam
well, it was sad to see the best score was C, We all got remedial.
the next
subject was indonesian, Nobody likes it. The teacher was so boring and she was
kind of racist. Besides, she has always given us a lot of tasks and homework, we
weren’t in a good mood to stay so we decided to skip the class. It was our
first time skipping a class.
First, we
went to the healthy room because brooke thought We could pretend to be ill if the teacher asked
why we were not in class during lesson time. Everything was going fine until a
tall skinny woman (seems like a teacher) came and asked us what we are doing.
“sorry ma’am
i got such a bad headache so i think i need to stay here for a while” Brooke
said, touching her stomach.
“I’m on my
period and i feel really bad all around my body ugghh” Summer told the teacher,
pretending to be sick.
“get well
really soon” the tall-skinny woman replied.
Nothing was
really happened, I had no idea why my heart was beating so fast, even faster
than the wind.
“I feel you
dakota” ritchie said.
“ I think we
all feel the same” I replied.
“Let’s get
the hell outta this damn place” patricia Shouted
So we went
to the library, I thought it was the safest place to avoid the teacher. We
started to regret our actions, it was even worse than just sat for hours and
listened to the teacher’s lecture. Suddenly, a teacher came to the library. She
was not even realized that we were skipping class or something. But still, Our
hearts was beating faster than it supposed to.
we decided to go to the 3rd floor knowing
there was only 15 minutes left for indonesian class. So we spent our time
talking and busy with our cell phones until a strange footsteps suprised us.
“Busted” I
snapped
“No, it
doesn’t sound like someone up the stairs” lox tried to calm me down
The bell
rang indicating indonesian class was over, So we went back to the class with
the sense of relief. It was my first time and I thought it would be the last
for skipping class. I sat, thinking about what i had done, yes! I made a mistake,
and it made me feel uncomfortable and always in fear. I believe i could learn
great things from the mistake i had made. No one is perfect, That’s why pencils
have erasers.
