This is story about how I lost my house’s keys.
As I remember, I always put the keys in my bag’s secret pocket.
One day my mom and I came home after my relatives wedding.
My mom didn’t take her keys and was sure that I could open the door with my ones.
I started to look for my keys and was already planning to go to bed.
I was very scared when I didn’t find my keys.
I checked all pockets of my bag but didn’t find it.
My mom was very angry because she was tired and wanted to sleep.
She hoped that I just put them in the other pocket.
After 15 minutes we was forced to call our relatives and asked them for help.
They offered to come to visit them.
We took a taxi and drove them.
February 2014
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