روز بیست و چهارم، تورنتو ۳

دخترکِ کرمِ کتابِ من! چند انشا بیشتر ننوشته‌ای. دفتر انشایت در مدرسه نگه‌داری می‌شد. من نمی‌دانستم خنده‌های مُسری‌ات به نوشتنت هم سرایت کرده است. بارها داستان کوتاهت را خواندم. کاش به من از این دفتر انشا گفته بودی. 

“Rrrring”. The doorbell rang. 

I ran to the door to answer. 

I opened and there was a strange package… 

“What was it?” I thought. 

I looked at the box and it said my name. I took the box inside and opened it. Inside there was a pack of paper and guess what, It was homework. Probably my teacher sent it since I missed school cause I had a cold. I was disappointed. There was exactly 88 sheets of paper. How much are my classmates doing. I feel bad for them but mostly for myself. “Dying” 

Someone sent a message on my computer. I checked. It was a note from my teacher from my classroom. I didn’t want to look but I did. She said “having fun”. I said “seriously? Ugh” 

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