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My room

10 April, 2022

On a Sunday, my friend came to my house. I welcomed her. She was talking about her present school. Suddenly, she asked me whether can I show her my room. I said, yes, of course. Then I took her to my room. She saw my bed and asked me, ‘Why is this bed very small?” I replied, “Only, I sleep in it.” Then she pointed at the table and asked “Why is this table small?” I said, “Only I study at it.”

Suddenly, we heard a noise from the back. We turned and saw where the noise was coming from. We found that it was my younger sister with some biscuits in her hand. She gave us biscuits. Then we were talking about our past school life. Then my mom called us to come and eat. We went down to our dinning –table and sat. We had a nice meal. While eating dinner my friend said that she has school tomorrow.

After eating we were both talking to each other. Then her father picked her up to take her home. I said “bye bye” to my friend and went to sleep. It was a good day.

Khadheeja Shihar

Grade 4,

Muslim Ladies College, Colombo 4.

 

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