Monday, February 24, 2014
3 years old
Hehe, I remember that was my favourite age. I had always been happy for being 3 years old. Maybe I liked the number 3. I had a pink dress that I liked so much. I always ran and hopped around my big house. Days were happy. My grandmother was the one who had used to feed me food everyday. And I also had a good mouse that live with me, until now.
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