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Post by DarkDarcy on Oct 20, 2007 14:37:48 GMT 8
when I was a kid, I love to play at the big tree beside our backyard. I always play with my playmate. One day, Jessie my playmate went to me. I ask her why she is so pale and she wears black. Black is her enemy color. "Oh! I just want to play with you!" she answered We played for almost an hour. Then she said goodbye. I did it too. My mom suddenly call, she was crying. "Dear, dont be sad okay. Its all right," she cried. "Why?" I asked "Your playmete, Jessie has just passed away. She was hit and run," mom answered. I cant believed what I heard. Just a minute, I was playing with her. Then she died. That's why she was so pale and she's wearing black...
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