17 February 2009

A narrative.

Last Saturday, my friend Laia gave party in her house. But I had a bad argument with my firend Laia. But she invited me to her house. I was walking to the Laia's house, when it started to rain. I wasn't wearing a umbrella. I was wearing wet clothes. When I arrived to Laia's house. I was very wet, and very angry. Then I saw my friend. What was she doing? Then, she was looking hab to me.

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