An umbrella

An umbrella

  Last Thursday, I was the last person who got off the school bus and saw an umbrella on a seat, I knew it belongs to one of my schoolmates. so, i picked it up. However i do not know what i should do at first. It was impossible for me to ask for each possible. suddenly, It occurs to me that i should shout aloud to make all of my schoolmates know. I was ready to speak out. But when seeing so many people walking in front, i retreated. I did not dare to speak very loud and it seemed embarrassed to me. I struggled a few times but gave up at last. As a result, the umbrella is still in my room now.

  I feel very regret about what I have not done now. why don't I just be brave to speak loudly and all the problems can be solved. I think a lot about my behavior. And i draw some conclusions. Actually, i do not dare to speak out is because i am afraid of other people's views about me. I am afraid they will tease me and see me as a monster. However, after thinking twice, i think my former thought is totally wrong. It is an action of helping others if i can say loudly. So no one will tease at me. They will only appreciate it that i am helpful.

  I think my conclusion may help someone who is very shy. They may think a lot about others' opinion on them so that they close themselves in order to avoid being talked about by others. But these redundant thoughts may be ridiculous if they think deeply. So, my suggestion to those who are very shy and dare not to talk out is that they should not think a lot about others' thoughts, instead they should think more about the positive aspects of what they will say . maybe tomorrow, i will take this umbrella and say out to all of my schoolmates to ask whose umbrella it is.