When I was seven years old I dropped the cabinet to store dishes. It happened that my mother would not give me to eat more jambo and hid on top of the cabinet, I waited for her to sleep and I went there and climb in the closet, but it was little and turned to me, my luck was that the closet was in front of the stove and it was that held him and did not hurt me with that, but with the fall many dishes and cups were broken, Mom woke up very scared and did not give me a beating because he was worried about me from under the cabinet.
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