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When I was quite young, I did something silly one day.

I often spent evenings where my mother worked and I used to watch the television and eat but quickly I got bored.

My other worked cleaning at sweet shop and I couldn’t stay in home alone so I went with her.

Outside of the sweetshop there was a square and many people sat at public benches.

Mainly people who went there were retired people to spend their whole evenings.

So as if I was an detective I started following one man who was there and when he looked back I hid behind of benches, trees or cars.

My mission I was discovered what it was the real identity of this poor man… and I would sincerely swear that he didn’t notice me but suddenly he turned back and screamed me “why are you following me? Stop doing it!

I was so scared that I came back running at sweet shop where my mother was and I didn’t go out during the rest of the day.