It was a very depressing day. I was exhausted from lack of sleep, but the true ____1____ was emotional: I felt completely broken inside, with no idea what my future held.
I had been studying medicine abroad, dreaming of becoming a doctor there, yet my financial situation forced me to make the ____2____ decision to return to my hometown-Sri Lanka, leaving behind my dream.
On my departure morning, I took a regular bus to the capital city due to limited finances. The journey was slow, and heavy traffic delayed me. By the time I reached the city, I could barely breathe from ____3____.
I rushed to catch the underground to the airport. Everything felt heavy: the noise, the crowds, the weight of my bags, even the air seemed to ____4____ against me. When I arrived at the airport, my nightmare (噩梦) ____5____. The flight gate was shut. It was the last day of my visa, and the staff said I needed to pay $100 for another flight, a huge amount for me. I broke down and cried ____6____ in front of the counter.
Suddenly, I heard a strange, deep voice. “Don’t cry.” Turning around, I saw a man stepping forward. He ____7____ the money, helped me with the papers and even looked out for me right up until I boarded another flight.
Before we ____8____, I took his address. After returning home, I sent him a thank-you card. He never replied, but I still remember him with ____9____.
Now, wherever I can, I help others, passing on that same miracle of ____10____ I received in my greatest need and keeping the flame alive.