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| Kids always get excited when the Halloween comes. My little sister is one of them. I wonder why they get very excited. When I was their age, I don’t even do trick-or-treats with other kids. Maybe I am just a loner. I asked my little sister for the reason why she’s excited. Do you want to know the answer? She loves seeing others wearing Halloween wigs. She also loves getting candies from houses. I stopped and think for a while. I am thankful not celebrating Halloween before. It is because I still good teeth today unlike my little sister. My reason might be shallow but this is me. | | |
| Many complain that their homes are too small, too outdated, or too difficult to maintain. My only need in my home, and the largest change I would make if time and money weren't an issue, would be to add a second bathroom. Though only three people live in my home, we find that having access to only one toilet, shower, and sink presents substantial problems, especially during the busy times in the morning when everyone is trying to get out the door with as little conflict as possible. A second bathroom would largely eliminate grumpy early morning exchanges, and allow our lives to flow more smoothly in general. | | |
| Open your eyes. Prepare yourself. Be excited for it’s your birthday. Fun and enjoyment awaits you. A lot of gifts will be given. Enjoy the games that’ll be played. Love the concept made only for you. It’s a costume party. With your friends wearing costume wigs portraying your favorite anime characters, it will really be fun. As you have fun, the lights went out. You see your friends vanish one by one. You’re the only one left. Then, darkness filled your eyes again. Then you wake up. This is my dream. I am too excited for my birthday that I even dreamt of it. I just hope the party will be different from the dream. | | |
| When I was a student I was a bit stupid really. I was never offered any drugs, never plied with alcohol and never taken advantage of in any way. I think it was because I gave off such an air of bovine innocent that the most raddled of my friends, and I did have some 'interesting' friends, just never bothered to try to lead me astray. Bit like kicking a puppy I remember one of them saying. I think they were joking. There was one chap however, who did invite me out for a drink. He was a lecturer who obviously invited students out on a regular basis. | | |
| One of my favourite people growing up was my grandmother. She would come and see us, or we would visit her, and there was lots of talking and sitting around listening. I don't remember too much important being said, but the flow of the conversation was soothing. I didn't have to contribute anything, and in fact I wasn't really allowed to, as talking was for adults, and that in itself was restful. Nowadays as the adult I have to do lots of the talking. Feeling responsible for making conversation is exhausting and I'm sure does not produce the most interesting of subjects anyway. I would like to go back to sitting, without pressure, and just letting words and thoughts tumble around my head whilst I meditate on a rubber plant. | | |
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