When I was a child I was very rebellious child. I think of myself as a child, not afraid of anything. And I also have a story about my stubborn lot. When thinking of your child avoids it makes me smile with a mischievous imagination of itself. Whether it's running, then I had to make a lesion often. I went and fell into a fish pond, where I climbed a steel chair legs, so I stick to the niche of steel the size of a chair, my legs fit. I have known people who live nearby for help remove the steel chair to break my legs stuck out. And there are things I slide my body down from the second floor of the dormitory stairs. And no matter where I first learned to ride a bike and make my bike against a wall, making a full incision is made and a knife fall into his own hands, making a scar on his left index finger. But the story I told all just part only. There are many stories that tell the story of my imagination. Each story I told when to talk or think about it avoids always makes me smile.
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