When we get to the ground floor, mommy push the small trolley for me. Mommy put me inside the small trolley. Cry...cry.... I don't want to stay inside, I want to get out from here.


Mommy get a box of plastic plate and cup for me. I don't want....... I just want to get out from here. Please.... mommy....daddy!!!

Hahah.... I'm too noisy I think. Daddy put me into this big rubbish bin and cover up.
No.... Please!! It's so dark inside.

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