Sunday morning last week, I went shopping at bigc. then, I take the bus to go home but do not know why the car is crowded. when to stops, I have to down a crowded and fast way. has just gone I just feeling it seems I've forgotten something, but I don't know. then, I suddenly startled and looking in the bags, the findings do not see where the wallet and it has not the wings that fly, or in other words he had left on the bus, I feel the mud and angry with myself.
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