Which is also full of mouse.
I can't see my house any more.
Siting in my house is full of bore.
I swept and swept to throw the mouse.
My uncle phoned me and called to his house.
I wore my dress and locked the door.
I was about to go but something was wrong in the floor.
I opened the door and went inside.
I phoned to uncle and told I was in the roadside.
I saw the mice and felt down and slept.
I didn't like my little house I think I should have left.
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