When
I was 11 years old, my mom took me to swimming club. i get a course in that club for about 2 years, my mom always accompanied me. Thats was really fun but i hate some moment like i have to wake up early in Sunday morning. I met with a new friend but i forgot the name.
One day, when i jump to swimming pool, i feel there was something wrong with my body, something heavy leaned on my back. And then i realized that i forgot to take off my bag.
I am just a kid and still sleepy on 06.00 a.m in Sunday.
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