when I was 5 years old, I have a friend named H. We normally play and do homework together. One day, she brought paper and crayons to my house. She said: "do you want with me not painting." Of course, I replied. Actually, that day, I looked at her crayons because I like them very much. They are beautifully decorated and bright colors. Suddenly, her mother called. she's very fast and forget about the crayons in my house. I immediately took them away. the day after that, I avoided her for fear she will reclaim the crayon box
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