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One
rainy Sunday afternoon, Sam was home in his room. He was cutting some
papers for an English project. Then, the phone rang.
Sam
went to answer it. A friend had called to talk and they chatted for a
while. While he was still chatting, his little sister, Phobe, went
into his room to see what was inside.
She
did not see the scissors on the floor and stepped on it. She howled in
pain.
Sam
heard the noise and went to see what was happening. He saw Phobe and
called for a doctor.
The
doctor said that the cut would heal in a few days’ time. Sam felt
bad. From that day on, he never put any sharp objects lying on the
floor again.
Jan
2005
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