#When you were a kid, you were beaten by your parents for something#
hour
Home is in the cold
Companions frolicking
May be the same
Indulge in childishness
Again
Friends around you
New clothes to change or snack snacks
I don't
So he made up a lie
Ask for parents
It is also a joy to abandon it
Of course
There is no such thing as a paper wrapped in fire
One day the lie broke
Sticks add up
Please forgive me
Don't do it again
Large bruises
Make me
I'm so impressed!