My mom held my hand to school. I was excited to see my friends. I kissed her goodbye and ran towards the gate. Today, I'm 6 years old. I'm happy. Mom said she'll buy cake and dad said he'll buy me presents.
But I'm not happy anymore. Because my Chinese teacher is very strict. She scolds me when I can't speak properly. She is ruining my birthday.
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And he blames God. (Completed)
Short StoryWhen she understood what was going on, it was too late.
