On the day of the closing ceremony of kindergarten, I received a Dallang certificate, but the other friend received multiple copies, and when I saw his smile, I learned to be jealous.
When I was a child, my neighbors told me that there was a hamster grave somewhere. I heard that it was rolled up in newspaper and buried in the ground. One day while I was digging with my hand, I found a newspaper. In my dream that night, I was tried in front of hamsters and learned fear.
I fell in love with my first love, and I was curious about the person's private life. I was curious about the story. I wanted to know that the past is the future and everything is. I learned that obsession.
One winter vacation when my little sister was an elementary school student and I was a kindergarten student, she often asked me to go out to run. The starting point was from my house to my house from a far distant alley. My sister always arrived at home first. I got a little tricky, so I bought chocolate during the game. It was a timid revenge. It wasn't until later that my sister arrived at home at the same time as she left with a shortcut that I didn't know about, and found out that she was hogging the TV. So I learned betrayal.
A grandmother who lived in the same apartment once gave an adult dog. The name was Bebe, the bell was Martiz. One Saturday with only three children at home, Bebe was crazy. Knowing that he was older than us, he threatened us and walked around the living room with tissues. Then, if we were tired, we ate our sweet potato and went back. The next day, Bebe moved to another house. I learned that being damn right and breaking up aren't necessarily bad.
I happened to have a rabbit. I couldn't tell the sex, but my name was cutie. Family members were afraid of raising animals after the'Bebe' incident. However, thanks to her cute appearance and unsuitable personality, cutie, who was loved by us, eats well, sleeps well, and grows up well, died one day by getting a head against the wall of a veranda. I learned to meet and die.
