My elder sister asked me to help her revise articles these days. To be honest, I am unwilling to do it for her, as this is a rather headache for me.
I admire people who are so poetic, who are keen on literature, who are good at writing. However, it is a ridiculous thing, I myself in the reality is not that kind of person. In my school days, my composition is quite sucks, and I am often afraid to write composition, even though I racked my head, I still fail to write a good one in the end.
My elder sister is not easy in life for she is the only one labour in her family, she is quite unlucky for marrying a man who is not strong enough to give her happiness in this lifetime, she is quite tough, so I told myself I have to try my best to help her, then this time is not exception.
On last Saturday afternoon, when I had my lunch, I received from my elder sister a short message: the revision is not very good, could you please help me to make it a bit better? I replied to her: I have got off work yet, besides, I have no ability to revise it any more.
After a few hours, she sent me another message: Once you are available, please help me to write an article about Mid-autumn, is that okay?
I got angry very much while I read her message, then I replied to her: please do your things by yourself, I have difficulty in writing article, and I feel very tired after writing.
However, after sending out the message, I feel a bit regretful. As I ever promised and made comfort to her, I would help her if she met troubles at work, now I break my promise.