Childhood memories.I remember very well that my children now will stay with the home provinces with eyes and a little hard work mothers. My mom is working in the city. My mother is a beautiful woman with a strong and hard work. A few will come down to visit me with eyes. 2-3 times a year. Every time she comes to visit I will live with forever is not going nowhere. Not going to play with a friend. Not away MOM! Normally I don't have friends. I usually have no boys to annoy, but every fight I trang. Hard time finally had a friend open men's skirt, I'm going to smash one-by me. The boy crying and to sue teachers, but teachers do not blame me. The cultivation of the teachers knew that the boy was after that day. The boy did not come mess with me again. I grow up, I'm coming back to visit home every time it encounters the boy, they just give me yim. Not to greet each other, I do not feel anything, but I would love to punch the boy, feel good, especially as the children now. I'm almost as head of the Group of girls. It was really fun memories.
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