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<em>It all happened on a Saturday morning. I brushed my face and teeth. I changed my pajamas. It was a normal day like any other, but it wasn't like that. I went to the kitchen and I had breakfast. I sat down at the table and started eating. Five minutes later my younger brother also sat down to eat. As usual, he had to go downstairs or overturn. he overturned breakfast. After seeing what he did he ran to his room and waited for me to get up from the table. On the way to my room I saw on the stairs and behind a door you could hear my brother laughing. and I went back to my room. I went to stay on my cell phone, but he ran out of battery.</em>
<em> I'm sorry I don't know what to say anymore because I can't remember this day.</em>
<em> </em><em> </em><em> </em><em> </em><em> </em><em>✏️</em><em>Good luck with homework!</em><em>✏️</em>
The lines from Everyman that show that he has to make his last journey alone are And remember Beauty, Five-Wits, Strength and Discretion,
They all at the last do Everyman forsake.
They have forsaken him, which means he has to go there alone.
We all have different kinds of memories. Many are of happiness and joy, some are of sorrow. Some memories we lose, but some are so bright that they are never lost. The memory of my first day at school is still bright in my heart. I was 6 years old then. When my father told me that I would start going to school, I was very excited and nervous. What a place for school, how others would treat me on my first day at school, I wondered. The next morning my mother woke me up in the morning. Wearing new clothes, I started going to school holding my father’s hand. Dad first took me to the school’s headmaster’s room. He smiled and asked my name. Then he called the class teacher and sent me to my class. I was surprised to see children my age filling the room. They embraced me with love, everyone became my friend in a few days. They were my classmates, playmates too. I played a lot on the school field. I still think I can recognize every grain of sand in that field. I will never forget the memory of my first day at school.
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