It was three years ago. Then it was winter and I was in grade 5. My friend and I played snowballs in the school yard. We had fun. Nothing foreshadowed troubles. They threw themselves into each other's snowballs and decided to go home. But someone threw a snowball at me. I turned around and saw a classmate and whose boy I did not know. They started teasing us, and we started throwing them with snowballs. It was very funny! Soon we were tired and we said good-bye and went home. This day I will never forget.
An essay on the topic "my dream room. Since childhood I dream about a room of my dreams. I imagine what it would be. Very large, spacious and cozy. I want my room had a photo Wallpaper with the motorcycle. I love fast cars, racing cars and motorcycles. Now, the main thing in my room is going to be this big wall with a photo of a motorcycle. I think its better to just go retro. Because of the year to replace each other retro always in fashion. It is very beautiful. And on the other walls will hang a lot of posts, photos, all of the various articles about these magnificent two-wheeled friends.
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