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The Mirror Tragedy

Once I was four,

I loved to play in the floor.

My mom would get rude,

because I wouldn't move.

One day I saw a glisten,

it was in the kitchen.

I crawled over to see,

it was a mirror, I was looking at me.

I became curious so I crawled up,

I was so confused I gave it a thump.

it frightned me a little,

so I got scared and cried a little.

My mom comes walking in,

she looks at me and laughs with a small grin.

On that day,

I found my new favorite thing to play.

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