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The Death of a Glassy Friend
Breaking things sometimes it's for good reasons. Most of the time its not. This is one of those times. I broke my mom’s small plate. Good news is that she hasn’t found out yet but, I still remember it falling and hitting the floor with a loud crash. At that moment I knew I screwed up. I quickly swept up the mess. Threw it away and went to my room. Nowadays I am more safe around the kitchen and no more plate lives have been sacrifice.

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