I was 6 eyears old,and my brother was 4 eyears old.We were cleaning our beautiful house,in Good Friday.My brother went to the beathroom and I was running in the house.The door was closed,and then,when he was coming,we bumped into each other ... My tooth flew and stoped in my father´s hand,I didn´t feel bad,but my brother did.Then I went to the dentist,the dentist said to eat a lot of Ice-Cream.But now the important is:
- My tooth is ok!
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