Someday
before, my Dad's came from work. As usual,,, I heard his bike sound
(''broom,,,brooomm,,, what a big bike I knew"). Somehow I always
thinking that Dad's brought me something I can taste (like my favorite
chocolate,,,hmmmm,,tastyyy). Then I found that my Dad's brought me a
"nice blue baby bike"
I
love it,,,,,,,woow,,, I can't hardly believe it,, finally I can ride my
own bike. He,,,he,, don't you see,, I enjoy ride it event I didn't
realize bumped a wall.......
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