Topic 3.4: Everyone surely everyone has a personal story about his life. For me, the story that I can not forget the little time that is about glass vase. At that time, I was about 8 years old. Once parents are away, the flood I invite each soccer in your front yard. And so, we play together very happy. In a time of climax I suddenly sharply one, make the ball fly into the house and immediately hit the bottle on the table my mother. The bottle fell to the ground and shattered, so our game ended. I tried to clean up the debris. When the mother, does not show where the flowerpot ask me but I lied was unknown. Seemed everything was over, but that evening my mother had stepped on glass fragments remain. At that time I made Hoi An for not telling the truth. I have recounted everything with my mother, but I do not blame my mother advised that next time not to do it again. Because glass debris is very dangerous, if not carefully cleaned, no one else themselves and their loved ones will suffer. After that, I do regret it and vowed never to do things like that anymore.
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