The worst thing in my life.Is the day I get home and get your friends to come out to the market with my friend that my friend is not prohibited, but I will go, we have to go to a friend who owned a chicken. Friend to my father, and then we go out and drive the car we found one shuttle, which he has made shoes for fall, my sister, my sister, we were driving through the mouth, according to the Sai mat. Then we will turn to the event that caused the wound until it crashes, I scraped the head and arms and legs that I am the most painful that many property. I remember the events of that day and not a terrorist event.
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