Personal Narrative: The Experience Of An Unconditional Love

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Have you experienced an unconditional love before? People often say that parents show unconditional love to their children. This feeling is especially familiar to me. A particular incident that justified the statement “motherly love is unrestricted” happened to me when I was studying in third grade.

That day, mom took me to a shopping mall in the city of Taichung. At that time I was absolutely oblivious of my mother’s unconditional love. Let alone appreciating the goods she provided me. I often thought that I deserved everything I possessed and desired to have more. When the electronic door opened, the superb collections of various items and the proportional design of the interior fascinated me. I glazed, with half of my mouth opened, …show more content…

In combinations of words and shouts, I heard an indistinct cry “Robbery! Someone robbed me.” Out of total curiosity, I followed the path to the shop that got robbed. Pieces of shattered glass were spread unequally on the floor, jewels that were supposed to be stacked properly vanished. In an instant, the black figure sprinted over me, with a large crowd of visitors chasing him. The sound of heavy steps and fierce yells were groups of elephant crossing the river. Frightened, I cried with all my strength. “Help me! Save me!” There was no reply. In an impulse, I ran to the nearest pillar for cover, on the verge of tears. Out of nowhere, the black figure caught my collar and lifted me up. I was scared to death, no words, no tears could come out. A pointed, cold thing was on my neck. “Back up, all of you!” the man wearing black said. There was a complete silence in the mall as the black man shuffled backwards, toward the exit. The crowd followed him slowly, trying to create as less motion as possible. My heart was pounding fast, it felt like an undetonated bomb that may explode at any instant. Sweats were pouring out from my body, like a huge waterfall. Still, I was motionless and did not dare to speak anything. After he got the exit, the crowd was still nervous. Muted mutterings and small gestures lingered between the people in the crowd. Out of everyone

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