Friday, 1 November 2013

When I was four I was in my house with my dad.
While my dad was in the terrace I went and closed it and my dad couldn´t open it.
My dad had to shout to a person that was in the street to go to the bitcher of my uncle for that he would go to my grandparents´ house to take the keys and go back to my house to take out to my dad of the terrace.
My dad told me this all the time remembering that day.

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