Eighth Grade 2019
First Place: Armenuhi Stepanyan, Hrazdan
I got on the wrong plane.
On 3 of January I open my eyes. That was my 12th birthday. That day my parents promised me to take me to Paris. That would be their present on my birthday. I had been prepairing for it the whole week before that day. Our plane was at 12 o'clock. We were going to stay in Paris for a week. After congratulations my parents told me to stay at home until 11 o'clock, then a taxi would come to our home and take me to airport. While they would go to store to buy sume things. Until 11 I got many congratulations from my friends. And when it was 11:00, I heard a signal. I ran to the window and saw a taxi. But it was an unusual taxi. It was violet, with beautiful flowers on it. I got out of the home and asked if the taxi was for me. The driver said "yes" and I sit in the taxi and went to the airport. There must be my parents, but I didn't find them. A woman in the airport said me that my parents are already in plane and told me to go to the plane number 3. I was surprised that my parents hadn't waited for me, but I went on the plane. But when I sat, I didn't find my parents. I was frightened, but as it was already night I felt asleep. When I open my eyes I was very surprised. In the window I saw pink clouds in the violet sky. I was very frightened, but I thought that it was a dream, as people in the plane weren't frightened at all. But gradually I understand that it was realty. When I got off the plane I was shocked. I saw a country that was in my favourite colours: pink and violet. There I saw all things that I like: Eifel tower, Disneyland, roads of Venice, sea and many other things. I forget about my parents. Suddenly a beautiful unicorn came to me and said that my room in the hotel is ready and all of a sudden I appeared in that room. It was fantastic. On the walls there were photos of Harry Potter, my bed was in form of a rose. Then the door of my room opened and a fairy came in. She said that this isn't a dream.
I was in Paris, but not a city. I was on a planet. yeah, the name of the planet was Paris. It was my planet, planet of my dreams. She said that every child, when he got 12 years old, the fairy take him on his planet for a week, which is full of things that he like. I listened quietly and asked where my parents were. She said that a week, that I would be there, for my parents that week would be only an hour and then, after that week I would be with my parents in country France, but they wouldn't know anything about my week on planet Paris, because, as she said, that week would be only an hour for them. Hearing all that I became very happy. I really stayed there for a week and it was fantastic. After that week I appeared in the airport with my parents and we flied to France on the plane. But they didn't know anything. It was my best birthday.
Second Place: Ashkhen Saratikyan, Dilijan
Food can talk, but you are the only one who can hear them!
November 29,
Hi Dear Diary, my name is Alexa. I'm 16 years old. It's the first day I'm writeing on you. Doctor said that it will help me to not go crazy. 2 weeks ago I had been in hospital, and doctors understod that I'm stick. It's names Anorexia. When you are sick with this you can't eat anything, then you become slimer and slimer, and if you're not start to eat, you died. Now I'm hear again, and maybe I'll start to live hear. Maybe for you it's easy to eat, but only not for me. Sorry I need to go, doctor's call me. Bye.
Dectember 31
Today. is New Year. My family is so hoppy, that I'm with them now. THey don't see me about a mount. I'm happ to, but I don't want to hurt them, when I die. I now I will. Now or latter it will happen.
Jenuary 1
So I'm writeing again because I think I'm going crazy. I now that miricles can't happen, so I can't explain what's going on. Yesterday, when my mum tried to feed me again I heared I sound. He was speeking. He sad like "Eat me. You don't want to, but I'm so delicious. Try me once." I was trying to find from where is soud going on. but only thing I found was the talking food. No one else hear this, because when I asked my brother, did He listen the sound, he look at me with the face like "is she crazy?", and now I trust him because it's can't happen. No way.
Febryury 14
HELLO. You know, I'm okey now. I don't sick anymore. Do you rimember I tell you that miricles can't happen. I was wrong. That voice from food had coming all day and all night, and finaly I tryed one. It was so delicious, I don't eat anything normaly since Summer. It was hard but I do that, but voice in my head don't stop. Every day I was eating something. I was I little pice of potato, or meet, but for me It was a really big achivment. On one mount I start to eat as a normal persone. My doctor was shocked, I don't tell him true story about talking food because they might think that I'm crazy.
Real story nows only I, my family, and you my dear diary. I'm thankfull to you, that I'm not go crazy yet.
Third Place: Victoria Baloulian, Yerevan
I got on the wrong plane.
It was the day before my ping-pong competition, I had prepared my baggage and went to the airport my flight to Beijing was at 11am but so was the flight to Shanghai. I heard some chinese anouncement and imediatly thought that it was my flight, I went to board. As I was boarding my plane, I felt that something was wrong, my instincts were right. I looked at the magazins in front of me to relax a bit, then I saw it, on the cover page of this month's issues it was written "Welcome on your flight to Shanghai". And it hit me, looked at my ticket in a hurry to check if I was going to Shanghai and I checked I needed to go to Beijing instead. I rushed to the exit but it was too late the boarding had already finished and was about to depart. I felt horrible like my whole life was ruined, but I calmed myself and went back to my seat. The nervousness came back after 1 hour of flight and even my seat neighbors started to worry about me, I was anxiously looking out the window and screaming internally, I was at a mental breakdown when someone appraoched me. It was a tall and handsome chinese man, who was wearing a uniform that was similar to mine. He asked me "Can I ask? What is wrong you seem mad, nervous and sad?"
I replied "I'm fine, thanks, I just got on the wrong plane" shaking I was thinking about my competition tommorow. He swayed seats with the person next to me and said "Don't worry, I'll help you" these words calmed me down and we started chating. We talked about ourselves and introduces ourselves, his name was Robin well it techinichaly still is. He turned out to be a ping-pong player too and we had a lot in common. Robin was originaly from Shanghai but he went to L.A. for a competition, so I asked him if he would like to a match or two with me. when we arrive and he said that he'd love to see me play.
We arrived at Shanghai. Robin suggested to go to his place to rest, I agreed. We went to his apparment and he showed me around. In the evening we went to a gym to play. Before starting the watch he ask me to with him somewere cool he said. We went to the rooftop of the building and we could see the whole city from there. It was beautiful, I could feel the breez through my hair and felt safe when I was next to Robin. That is when I remembered about my competition in Beijing, I fell to the ground and started crying. Robin asked me if I was allright and I replied "My career is ruined" he looked at me with his large eyes and said to me "I love you, and don't worry about your career, you can start a new one here with me, ok?". I stood there unable to move until he kissed me on the cheek and I said "Ok, I'll stay here with you." he hug me and started jumping, I felt happy, I felt foree and that no matter what happens, not to lose hope.
I started anew, with my new boyfriend, Robin, we opened a training club for all aged menct to our appartement and we teach people ping-pong and to enjoy life whenever and wherever they are because there always hope and love even in the deepest of wells there is always someone who will love and cherish you like no other.
I got on the wrong plane.
On 3 of January I open my eyes. That was my 12th birthday. That day my parents promised me to take me to Paris. That would be their present on my birthday. I had been prepairing for it the whole week before that day. Our plane was at 12 o'clock. We were going to stay in Paris for a week. After congratulations my parents told me to stay at home until 11 o'clock, then a taxi would come to our home and take me to airport. While they would go to store to buy sume things. Until 11 I got many congratulations from my friends. And when it was 11:00, I heard a signal. I ran to the window and saw a taxi. But it was an unusual taxi. It was violet, with beautiful flowers on it. I got out of the home and asked if the taxi was for me. The driver said "yes" and I sit in the taxi and went to the airport. There must be my parents, but I didn't find them. A woman in the airport said me that my parents are already in plane and told me to go to the plane number 3. I was surprised that my parents hadn't waited for me, but I went on the plane. But when I sat, I didn't find my parents. I was frightened, but as it was already night I felt asleep. When I open my eyes I was very surprised. In the window I saw pink clouds in the violet sky. I was very frightened, but I thought that it was a dream, as people in the plane weren't frightened at all. But gradually I understand that it was realty. When I got off the plane I was shocked. I saw a country that was in my favourite colours: pink and violet. There I saw all things that I like: Eifel tower, Disneyland, roads of Venice, sea and many other things. I forget about my parents. Suddenly a beautiful unicorn came to me and said that my room in the hotel is ready and all of a sudden I appeared in that room. It was fantastic. On the walls there were photos of Harry Potter, my bed was in form of a rose. Then the door of my room opened and a fairy came in. She said that this isn't a dream.
I was in Paris, but not a city. I was on a planet. yeah, the name of the planet was Paris. It was my planet, planet of my dreams. She said that every child, when he got 12 years old, the fairy take him on his planet for a week, which is full of things that he like. I listened quietly and asked where my parents were. She said that a week, that I would be there, for my parents that week would be only an hour and then, after that week I would be with my parents in country France, but they wouldn't know anything about my week on planet Paris, because, as she said, that week would be only an hour for them. Hearing all that I became very happy. I really stayed there for a week and it was fantastic. After that week I appeared in the airport with my parents and we flied to France on the plane. But they didn't know anything. It was my best birthday.
Second Place: Ashkhen Saratikyan, Dilijan
Food can talk, but you are the only one who can hear them!
November 29,
Hi Dear Diary, my name is Alexa. I'm 16 years old. It's the first day I'm writeing on you. Doctor said that it will help me to not go crazy. 2 weeks ago I had been in hospital, and doctors understod that I'm stick. It's names Anorexia. When you are sick with this you can't eat anything, then you become slimer and slimer, and if you're not start to eat, you died. Now I'm hear again, and maybe I'll start to live hear. Maybe for you it's easy to eat, but only not for me. Sorry I need to go, doctor's call me. Bye.
Dectember 31
Today. is New Year. My family is so hoppy, that I'm with them now. THey don't see me about a mount. I'm happ to, but I don't want to hurt them, when I die. I now I will. Now or latter it will happen.
Jenuary 1
So I'm writeing again because I think I'm going crazy. I now that miricles can't happen, so I can't explain what's going on. Yesterday, when my mum tried to feed me again I heared I sound. He was speeking. He sad like "Eat me. You don't want to, but I'm so delicious. Try me once." I was trying to find from where is soud going on. but only thing I found was the talking food. No one else hear this, because when I asked my brother, did He listen the sound, he look at me with the face like "is she crazy?", and now I trust him because it's can't happen. No way.
Febryury 14
HELLO. You know, I'm okey now. I don't sick anymore. Do you rimember I tell you that miricles can't happen. I was wrong. That voice from food had coming all day and all night, and finaly I tryed one. It was so delicious, I don't eat anything normaly since Summer. It was hard but I do that, but voice in my head don't stop. Every day I was eating something. I was I little pice of potato, or meet, but for me It was a really big achivment. On one mount I start to eat as a normal persone. My doctor was shocked, I don't tell him true story about talking food because they might think that I'm crazy.
Real story nows only I, my family, and you my dear diary. I'm thankfull to you, that I'm not go crazy yet.
Third Place: Victoria Baloulian, Yerevan
I got on the wrong plane.
It was the day before my ping-pong competition, I had prepared my baggage and went to the airport my flight to Beijing was at 11am but so was the flight to Shanghai. I heard some chinese anouncement and imediatly thought that it was my flight, I went to board. As I was boarding my plane, I felt that something was wrong, my instincts were right. I looked at the magazins in front of me to relax a bit, then I saw it, on the cover page of this month's issues it was written "Welcome on your flight to Shanghai". And it hit me, looked at my ticket in a hurry to check if I was going to Shanghai and I checked I needed to go to Beijing instead. I rushed to the exit but it was too late the boarding had already finished and was about to depart. I felt horrible like my whole life was ruined, but I calmed myself and went back to my seat. The nervousness came back after 1 hour of flight and even my seat neighbors started to worry about me, I was anxiously looking out the window and screaming internally, I was at a mental breakdown when someone appraoched me. It was a tall and handsome chinese man, who was wearing a uniform that was similar to mine. He asked me "Can I ask? What is wrong you seem mad, nervous and sad?"
I replied "I'm fine, thanks, I just got on the wrong plane" shaking I was thinking about my competition tommorow. He swayed seats with the person next to me and said "Don't worry, I'll help you" these words calmed me down and we started chating. We talked about ourselves and introduces ourselves, his name was Robin well it techinichaly still is. He turned out to be a ping-pong player too and we had a lot in common. Robin was originaly from Shanghai but he went to L.A. for a competition, so I asked him if he would like to a match or two with me. when we arrive and he said that he'd love to see me play.
We arrived at Shanghai. Robin suggested to go to his place to rest, I agreed. We went to his apparment and he showed me around. In the evening we went to a gym to play. Before starting the watch he ask me to with him somewere cool he said. We went to the rooftop of the building and we could see the whole city from there. It was beautiful, I could feel the breez through my hair and felt safe when I was next to Robin. That is when I remembered about my competition in Beijing, I fell to the ground and started crying. Robin asked me if I was allright and I replied "My career is ruined" he looked at me with his large eyes and said to me "I love you, and don't worry about your career, you can start a new one here with me, ok?". I stood there unable to move until he kissed me on the cheek and I said "Ok, I'll stay here with you." he hug me and started jumping, I felt happy, I felt foree and that no matter what happens, not to lose hope.
I started anew, with my new boyfriend, Robin, we opened a training club for all aged menct to our appartement and we teach people ping-pong and to enjoy life whenever and wherever they are because there always hope and love even in the deepest of wells there is always someone who will love and cherish you like no other.