I was wronged essay

In our daily study, work and life, everyone has probably dealt with composition. Through composition, we can gather our scattered thoughts together. What kind of composition can be called an excellent composition? The following is a composition I compiled about "I feel wronged". You are welcome to read it. I hope you all like it. I have been wronged essay 1

In my growing up years, I have experienced many things, including joy, anger, joy... just like passing through the smoke, but one past event has left a lasting impression on me. in my mind.

It was one day at noon three years ago. I was watching TV alone in the room. Suddenly, my brother rummaged around on the table and said to me: "Did you take the five yuan on the table?" "I said, "No." "No, I put the money on the table, and then I went out, and then you came in. No one else came in after you came in. Didn't you take it? It can fly." "I really didn't take it, I swear." "You want me to lose my temper, hurry up. "As he spoke, he pushed me forward suddenly. I fell to the ground and the skin on my hands was scratched. My sister came back, helped me up, and then asked us what happened. My brother said: "I just put five I put the yuan on the table, so I went out, and then she came in. No one else came in. Then my five yuan disappeared. I asked her if she had taken it, but she still refused to admit it. After hearing this, my sister blamed me and said, "You really brought it upon yourself. If you admit it and then give it back to your brother, everything will be fine. It's not like you don't know your brother's temper. You deserve it." "Tears of grievance and sadness were intertwined. I cried and argued. My brother shouted sternly: "If you cry again, I..." As he said, he stepped forward to beat me. At this time, my sister stopped me. I was spared a painful meal. I went back to the room angrily, "Brothers and sisters, why do you treat your sister like this? Who is like you?" "I said to myself. After a while, my brother came to my room and apologized to me. It turned out that my brother put the five yuan in a book and found it later. I "taught" him severely. The elder brother paused: “Don’t accuse people unjustly again. ”

Although it has been a long time, my brother’s words will be unforgettable for me! I was wronged essay 2

In life, you will experience many, many things, among which, There is one thing that made me feel wronged, which I still haven’t forgotten.

It happened when I was in the first grade.

I was very happy after school that night. I returned home happily. As soon as I entered the door, I felt something was wrong: the house was so quiet that I could hear the sound of a pin dropping clearly. I asked, "Mom, I'm back." Where are you? "Come into my room. I have something to ask you." "My mother said in a low tone. I walked to my mother's room and saw her sitting on the edge of the bed, motionless. I asked softly: "Mom, what's going on? "My mother suppressed the anger in her heart and said, "Yesterday, I asked you to take 10 yuan to buy "Yidiantong". Why did 20 yuan suddenly disappear from the wallet? Did you take it? "How could I?" I only got 10 yuan that day, not even a cent more! "I argued loudly. "Children can't lie! You said, your father is away on a business trip and you and I are the only ones at home. Did I deliberately hide the 10 yuan and wrong you? "My mother said, took out her wallet again and started counting.

"Hey, why are these 10 yuan back? "My mother said to herself. "You must have counted two pieces of 10 yuan together when you counted the money! "I yelled. Only then did my mother notice me. And I was already in tears. My mother touched my head and said, "I'm sorry, I wronged you. Can you forgive me? "I nodded.

However, my heart was still sour. How could mother doubt her child? I was wronged. Essay 3

I am a quiet person. As a little girl, I don’t like to talk very much, so something like this happened to me.

One day, I was quietly doing my homework in the living room, and suddenly, I didn’t know when there was a gust of wind. There was a strong wind and the window was not closed. A porcelain vase on the window sill was blown over by the wind and broke. My mother heard the sound in the room and ran over immediately. When she found that I was the only one in the living room, she yelled: "Why did you break the vase?" Broken? I bought this vase not long ago. I told you every day not to touch the vase, but you still broke it!" I shook my head anxiously and stammered: "It's not me, it's not me. , It was a strong wind..." Before she could finish her words, my mother said again: "Stop quibbling, it must have been you who broke it, how could it be such a coincidence. "My face turned red with anger and I lowered my head. Tears welled up in my eyes. I bit my lips tightly to hold back the tears. I raised my head and shouted, "I'm not making excuses. It's not me. It's not me." "I thought: I really didn't touch it, why did my mother wrong me so much? I finally couldn't help it anymore, and ran to my room with a cry. I leaned on the desk, feeling extremely aggrieved. I thought: Mom thinks I broke the vase. Should I explain to her again? Am I going to be misunderstood all the time? But if I tell her, she won’t believe me, mom! Why don’t you believe me? No Listen to what I have to say! How I wish my mother would come over and say to me: "My child, don't cry, my mother believes in you!" But my mother did not come to comfort me.

Although this incident has passed, I still remember it fresh. I hope everyone can learn to be tolerant and never be misunderstood by others again. I was wronged essay 4

One day during the winter vacation, I was wronged.

That day, the weather was fine, and my cousin came to my house to play. As soon as my cousin entered the door, he stared at the crystal ball I bought from Guilin and said to me: "Cousin, cousin, can you lend me your crystal ball to play with?" I said: "No, no, You will break it. If you break my crystal ball, my father will definitely blame me." My cousin said, "Cousin, please lend me to play with it. I won't break the crystal ball. "I couldn't stand my cousin's repeated requests, so I could only lend him my favorite crystal ball to play with.

My cousin is very naughty, jumping here and there, just like a monkey. I was worried and kept watching him from the side, telling him: "Be careful, don't break the crystal ball." But my cousin turned a deaf ear to my words and seemed not to hear a word. Playing and playing, my cousin said to me: "Cousin, I want to go to the toilet." I said: "The toilet is over there." My cousin ran to use the toilet. When he opened the door, his hand slipped and the crystal The ball dropped...that's the last thing I wanted to see. My father heard the sound of the crystal ball breaking and immediately came over to check. When he saw that the crystal ball was broken, he said loudly to me: "What's wrong with you? Your mother brought this back from Guilin!" After hearing what my father said, I hurriedly I hurriedly ran back to the room, thinking: It was obviously my cousin who broke it, and my father blamed me. Later I thought about it, my cousin was still young and I had to let him go, so it didn't matter. I was wronged essay 5

Some time ago, a classmate on our bus was named Huang Fengyi. She was in class 4 (7). She was very good at studying, so I made friends with her, and we both We were all very happy, but our friendship was broken by a small incident.

That was when I was returning home from school at noon one day. Ma Zhuoran and I were walking home from the gate of the community. When we walked to the gate of Shunda Supermarket, we met Huang Fengyi’s mother: “Did Huang Fengyi take the shuttle bus? "I said: "Sit down." Maybe it's because there is a vegetable market on the right side of the road. Huang Fengyi and several other classmates walked out of the vegetable market and happened to cross paths with her mother. At this time, a classmate wanted to buy something. I happened to see Huang Fengyi, so I told her, "I saw your mother, she was at that intersection." She ran over immediately, but she didn't find her mother. When she came back, she said, "Wang Xiaoyu, you are lying. Where is my mother?" I asked, "Where did you go?" "From the vegetable market." I said, "Your mother came from the road." She said, "I think you just want to eat other people." "If you don't want me to eat it, drive me away and you can eat it." I didn't want to argue with her, but what she said was something I will never forget.

In the afternoon, she actually took the initiative to say "I'm sorry" to me. I didn't want to forgive her, but I felt guilty, so I forgave her.

After this incident, I understood: A person’s life cannot be perfect. When you make mistakes, you must obtain forgiveness from others. On the contrary, it is still the same principle.

The two of us also became best friends. I have been wronged essay 6

I have black hair, a crew cut, and a pair of small eyes. My courage is as small as my eyes. It is precisely because I am timid that I have suffered a lot of grievances.

After class one day, I thought to myself: If I could finish my homework at school, I could go back and watch TV peacefully. Just when I was concentrating on my homework, someone suddenly blew hard from behind me. I muttered in my heart: Who is this? So annoying! I turned around and saw that it was my deskmate. When my deskmate saw that I found her, he actually hit me hard. I was so angry that I chased her angrily and hit her too. Unexpectedly, the teacher saw him. The teacher shouted sternly: "If you hit your classmate, you will be punished by copying the text ten times!" I wanted to argue, but I was too timid to speak out. I could only think in my heart: Even the teacher bullied me. She was the one who beat me first, but she punished me by copying the text. I complained angrily while copying the text. The more I thought about it, the more I felt aggrieved, and finally I couldn't help but burst into tears! The teacher saw me crying very sadly and asked my deskmate to find out more about the situation. Under the teacher's questioning, she finally told the truth. Finally, both the teacher and my deskmate apologized to me. I finally felt more comfortable.

This incident taught me a lesson, and I secretly made up my mind: I must be bolder in the future, not be timid and shrink back when encountering problems, and be brave enough to speak my mind. I was wronged essay 7

One day I happily sat in the car home with my beloved little finger in my hand. The breeze blew my little face and made me feel happy. Suddenly, all the worries disappeared.

I went home and took out my homework to do it. When I was almost done with my homework, I was ready to take dictation, and I read it word by word. My mother approved it word for word. If I accidentally write something wrong, I have to dictate it again in the draft book. Why! . Finally, after going through ninety-nine and eighty-one difficulties, I was able to start writing the essay. Halfway through, I was about to ask my mother about the words. But my mother said: "Your composition is off topic..." I said no, that's what the teacher said. I argued with my mother for a long time about this.

She always refused to listen to my explanations and insisted on going her own way. At this time, I felt very sad. It's hard to tell the difference, and she can't always listen. I know that no one can tell a good mother's tongue. I had no choice but to obey the order and write the wrong article according to my mother's wishes. I was very angry.

The next day I was called to the office by the teacher. She said to me: "Ye Sheng, why did you go off topic? You are the only one in the class who went off topic." I said: "I told my mother yesterday that it was It was written like this. However, my mother said it was wrong. I didn't dare to disobey my parents' "holy fingers" and had to write like this. "How dare you quibble, rewrite!" My tears were spinning in my eyes, and I held back. Don't dare let it fall.

After this incident, I understand that there are always some grievances in life, and it is impossible for everything to go smoothly. I was wronged essay 8

In my heart, there is something that I cannot let go of. Just thinking about it brings tears to my eyes.

I remember it was a sunny morning, and my mother took me to the park to play. I heard that a store in the park had newly purchased some clay pots, so I happened to go and watch them with my mother. When we came to the store, we saw beautiful and artistic clay pots one by one. Then, my mother and I admired them individually. When I passed by a very beautiful pottery pot cautiously, I didn't know why, but I heard a "clang" and the pottery pot suddenly broke. The shop owner came over and accused me of breaking it, and my mother came over and accused me too. I felt aggrieved, got angry, and started arguing with them. My mother scolded me angrily and said loudly: "You broke something and you still don't admit it, wait until I get home to clean you up!" Suddenly, I burst into tears, thinking: "How did my usually gentle mother become like this?" Look, besides, I really didn’t break the pot.”

Later, in desperation, the owner of the shop adjusted the surveillance system and found out that it was not me who broke it, but a little boy! I accidentally broke it as a prank. I was so absorbed in admiring the pot that I didn't notice the little boy. Both the shop owner and my mother apologized to me.

Now that I think about it, I was really dumb eating Coptis chinensis - I couldn’t express my suffering! If it weren't for surveillance, I wouldn't be able to escape even if I jumped into the Yellow River. That time, I was really wronged... I was wronged essay 9

"Ah!" "Look how you laugh." I was kicked by a classmate who was unhappy and unhappy, and hit the target Hit his thigh and fell down.

Then, two kind-hearted classmates returned me to the medical room. The doctor gave me some Yunnan Baiyao on my foot that was injured after being kicked by a classmate. My leg immediately became much better.

The teacher knew about it and was very concerned about my legs. In the afternoon, I, the classmate who kicked me, and two other classmates who knew about it were called out. "Did you kick Chen Qirui?" the teacher asked, "I kicked him." A male classmate replied. The teacher asked me: "Why do you want to kick you?" I said: "Please ask the classmates who know about it, I don't know about this." One of the two classmates who knew about it said: "That male classmate drew me, A very disgusting painting, and it was seen by others." The teacher said, "Then why was Chen Qirui injured?" They said, "I don't know if this classmate was okay.

After a while, the teacher finally understood what happened. It turns out that I was talking at that time and happened to mention something funny, and that’s when the painting was seen by others. The two classmates who knew about it were scolding the classmate who kicked me. The classmate thought I was laughing at myself, so he kicked me very unhappy.

In the end, the classmate was sincerely dissatisfied with me. It turns out that I was wronged this time, so I didn’t kick my classmates and draw those disgusting and unhappy paintings, so that no other classmates would be wronged.

Through this incident, I felt that some people still messed around without asking clearly why, and hurt many people. I was wronged essay 10

In science class, the students all spoke enthusiastically and conducted experiments with the teacher with great interest. The atmosphere in the whole class was extremely lively. But I was unhappy because an incident before science class made me feel wronged.

In that science class, the science teacher asked us to bring some moldy rice for observation. I brought the moldy rice to school excitedly, thinking excitedly: What will we find in the moldy rice? We have to observe moldy rice, will we find the characteristics of moldy rice?

Time flies so fast, the next class is science class. I was about to go out and rest for a while. Suddenly, my deskmate stopped me and said, "What are you doing?" I looked at her with confusion. "Give me my rice now," she said impatiently, "it's time for science class." I was a little angry and thought: Why is she like this! This moldy rice was obviously prepared by me and used for experiments! So I defended myself: This was obviously prepared by me, not yours, and it was not taken by me! My deskmate seemed to be more anxious than me and retorted: This musty rice belongs to me. I brought two pieces of the musty rice. Someone saw it, but now there is only one piece left. If you don’t believe me, take a look. I poked my head over to her side, only to find that there was only one piece of moldy rice. I asked the classmate who testified again, and it turned out that my deskmate indeed brought two pieces of moldy rice.

How is it? My deskmate looked at me proudly.

What evidence do you have to prove that I took it? Besides, my moldy rice turned blue and yours turned red, and the colors were different! Your deskmate was very angry, but as the class bell rang, she finally gave up.

This incident has always been etched in my heart. Although my deskmate gave up, I still felt bad because it felt like a big stone was stuck in my heart, and I felt really wronged. I was wronged essay 11

"Mom! Congcong said he wanted to play on the computer, is that okay?" My cousin said excitedly. I thought: Haha! I deceived my mother, but it was actually me who did the trick! "Okay! Remember to tell him not to play for too long!" Mom answered without even thinking. And I am doing my homework at this moment.

In the computer room at home, my cousin had just been playing for an hour when my mother broke into my room. "Ah Cong! You've been playing for an hour, and you're not allowed to touch the computer for a week!" Mom yelled at me angrily with a fire on her head, "Didn't my cousin tell you not to play for too long? Didn't you My cousin is listening to me!" I immediately explained: "No, no! I haven't been in there at all!" My mother instantly changed from angry to dubious and planned to find out.

A few days later, my cousin went to her mother and said, "Mom! Congcong said he wanted to play on the computer, but is that okay? It's not me." Mom said angrily, "It's you. I deliberately said that it was Congcong who was playing on the computer, but it was actually you who was playing, right?" "No, no, it was Congcong who lied, I promise not," my cousin said calmly. My mother believed my cousin and went to find me again.

"Ah Cong! You dare to lie to me, how brave you are!" Mom said angrily. "Mom, if this is not the case, you can go to the computer room now and find out who it is. Trust me." I said with a trustworthy look in my eyes. "Okay, mom, I believe you again. If it's you, just wait and see!" Mom said.

Go to the computer room. "Ah! Cousin! Since you lied to me and Congcong and played us around, you don't want to live anymore, do you?" Mom repeated the criticism of me loudly, "..."

< p>Today, I was wronged, but it doesn’t matter, my grievance is relieved. But no matter whether you can or not, you can’t be addicted to games! I was wronged Essay 12

It was a hot morning. My father hurried home, opened the closet and rummaged through it. I was resting after finishing my homework, and my father found my ID card and left in a hurry. . In the afternoon, I was playing outside.

Mom came back and opened the closet to change clothes, only to find that all the clothes in the closet were messed up. She hurriedly called me back upstairs. I hurried home, out of breath. Asked mom: "What's wrong?". "Stop pretending, why is the closet so messy? Are you rummaging through it? Tell the truth!" Mom was already furious. "I, I didn't!"

I said angrily. "Tell the truth and be a good honest boy!" Mom was anxious. "Since you don't admit it, write a letter of apology and punish me by copying five more texts!" Mom used her trump card. I cried and went back to my room, wondering why my mother didn't trust me so much and blamed me wrongly? In the evening, my father came back and saw me silent in the room, and my mother was still angry. Dad asked: "What's wrong with you two?" Mom said unhappily: "It's not because she rummaged through the closet in such a mess." Dad hurriedly said: "You wrongly blamed her. I was looking for my ID card today and left before I could sort it out." Mom said in surprise: "Really, then I wrongly blamed my baby." Mom sincerely apologized to me and said Promised to treat me to McDonald's for a big meal in the evening.

Although I was wronged, my mother’s trust in me increased. I was wronged essay 13

"You stole my watch, give it back to me quickly." This sentence once sounded around me. My friend from preschool, Xiaohua, firmly believed that I had stolen his watch, which made me very aggrieved. Things have to start from the beginning.

When I was in preschool, my good friend Xiaohua invited me to play at his house. Soon I checked the time on Xiaohua's watch and thought it looked very nice. "It would be great if I had a watch like this. Where did you buy it?" I asked Xia Hua in an envious tone. Xiaohua said: "I don't know, my cousin gave it to me on my birthday." So, I carefully put the watch back to its original place, and Xiaohua and I went downstairs to play ball.

When I got home after playing ball, Xiaohua suddenly called and said that his watch was missing and asked me if I had stolen his watch. I distinctly remember putting the watch back on the stool. So I said, "I didn't take away your watch. Just look for it more carefully." After a while, Xiaohua called again to say that he couldn't find the watch and said, "If you like watches so much, you must have taken them away. You stole my watch, please give it back to me." His tone was so firm, I felt very uncomfortable, and tears of grievance fell down.

I am a kind-hearted person who never takes advantage of others. Just because I touched it and liked it, does he assume that I took his watch? So, I rushed to Xiaohua's house and wanted to search with him. At this time, Xiaohua's cousin also ran over. He took out Xiaohua's watch from his trouser pocket and said to Xiaohua: "Cousin, I originally wanted to return the watch to you, but I put it in my trouser pocket and forgot to give it to you. .

"At this time, Xiaohua looked at his cousin and then at me. He blushed and said embarrassedly: "Yu Hao, I really wronged you. I wrongly blamed you. Please forgive me. I said: "It doesn't matter, just find the watch. We are still good friends!" "

This is really a thing that makes me feel wronged! I was wronged essay 14

Today at noon, I ran to the playground happily after lunch and saw me Two good friends of mine, they ran over to me and said: "Gao Yuanze, let's play with three words!" "I nodded. Just when we were sweating profusely from playing, the squad leader came. Like magic, my face suddenly changed from elated to listless, and my mood suddenly fell to the bottom.

The squad leader came over and said loudly: "Take me to play!" "I thought: Huh, why don't you just be the monitor? Why are you so arrogant? At this time, the monitor seemed to see what I was thinking and said to me: "Hey, Gao Yuanze, what are you thinking about? That’s it, take me with you. "I muttered behind my back: "Why did I take her to play before I agreed? Hmph! "

It was my turn to play rock, paper, scissors with the squad leader. Haha, I won, but she took advantage of it and said, "Gao Yuanze, if you lose, you lose!" After saying that, she lowered her head and said in my ear: "If you don't admit it, I will sue the teacher more often!" "After listening to her words, I had no choice but to be the monster in this game. It wasn't too bad. When I was having fun, I was accidentally caught by the monitor. I thought: She cheated, and I cheated too. I ran over as fast as the wind and said: "No, you didn't catch me, haha! But the squad leader shouted loudly: "You lied. You made me very angry. I won't let you play anymore. Please go away." "I was so angry at the time that I had a quarrel with her. Suddenly, she hit me hard in the stomach. I just vomited out my lunch. I cried in grievance... Alas, in the end, I could only eat without eating. Let’s go, I would have stopped playing with her in the first place.

I don’t know when the days of being bullied by the squad leader will end! I feel wronged essay 15

Some time ago. I felt wronged even more than Dou E, but no one understood me. I didn’t dare to tell my mother what I felt wronged, for fear that they would be worried about me at school.

About a month ago, too. When we returned to school after the Labor Day holiday, a group of us classmates agreed to come back together. It was very crowded and we set a time to gather in the city at two o'clock in the afternoon. Since we were back to school at four o'clock, we had an extra call. It was time to wander around the county town. At about one o'clock, the weather became very cloudy, and it looked like it was going to rain heavily. I had to wait for the bus on the side of the road. I was afraid that I would get wet before I could get home while waiting for the bus, so I stayed at home. Waiting for the weather to improve.

As expected, it rained heavily before two o'clock. Although the rain was heavy, it didn't last long. I came out from home at about three o'clock. It was sunny. I got in the car and went straight back to school. It was around four o'clock, and my classmates were returning to school one after another. I was waiting for my companions at the school gate. I knew that I was the one who did not arrive at the appointed place on time. But there are objective reasons for this. I wanted to explain this to them.

Finally, after waiting for a long time, I saw them walking over and said hello to them. Okay, they ignored me. I knew they might be angry with me, so I just stood next to them and explained the reason why I didn't arrive. A few of them insisted that I was letting them off on purpose. I couldn't explain this. I can’t explain it, but I feel aggrieved.

My home is still some distance from the roadside. If I go to wait for the bus as planned, I will definitely get wet. Maybe I can get on the bus. If I meet them, I may not be able to get on the bus and have to go home, but no one can understand my difficulty.

Who should I tell?