Scooters and rain take me back. I was coming back from the library and I saw a grown man with his gaze downward riding a scooter. His scooter wheels had lights on them and my face just broke into smile. Our eyes met and we started to laugh. Just the drizzling ran and scooter took me back, made me feel happy.
I finished me scenery painting, I know I could have done a better job if I had more time.
I finished me scenery painting, I know I could have done a better job if I had more time.
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