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Wednesday, March 27, 2013

Missing milk


During the last Summer something very, very strange happened to me.
At the beginning everything went fine. I awoke, I got out bed, I chose the clothes that I wanted to put on and I went to the kitchen to have some breakfast. Then I took some milk and, when I went to catch the cereals they fell down. They spread over on the little table that we had below the cupboard, and then I started picking them up.
While I was doing this I was thinking about the delicious milk with cereals that I was going to have.
When I finished picking them up I turned around and I saw that the milk wasn’t there!!! I bet that it was my dad who took it. But I was alone!!! Nobody was at home with me at that very moment.
So, it must have been a robber who took the milk. I was really scared.
I thought of calling the police but the line was cut off. Fortunately there wasn’t any robber. It was a terrific storm that made the electricity supply interrupted…and what about the milk? The cat drank it all.

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