Here I am listening to Demitri and Jane talking about useless stuff, I feel bored so I go to my room and lay on my bed. The image of my mom appeared in my mind.
I miss her. Her big blue eyes and her brown hair make her beautiful face lightens.
I closed my eyes and think about our memories. The old day, it was during the Renaissance. Jane and I were Playing in our small house. It w…
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