1. My Favorite Childhood Place
I ran my hand over the step and the touch was so soft that I went to the landing of the stairs and sat there. ... So I sat there, where I could hear my parents and brothers who were decorating the yard, and as I saw the painting imagining that I was in this peaceful place, I began to reflect on what had happened until I fell asleep. ... But now I live in a new country and I am sure that I will find my new favorite place....
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