When I was
little, my father every night read me a book. I had a collection of short
stories in my bedroom. Every night my father chose one. He always chose the
same to get angry at me. He always wanted to read me The Spring but the
collection had many books as The birthday, The autumn, The summer, The pets,
etc.
This book’s
collection was from the editorial “el círculo de lectores”. My mother’s friend present me to my third
birthday.
Now, the
book that I remember better of all is The spring. I got angry when my father
wanted to read me always the same, but now I thing is the better book from my
short stories collection.
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