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Read
Slowly...
It may not be the one you think of the same you have in your mind...............
Read slow.................
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and don't conclude fast ..............
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I was scared at first. It was very wide, and very long, and it angled straight up. I decided I had to try it once. I slowly and carefully
eased myself onto it. It felt weird at first. Then I got used to it. I went
up and down, and up and down on it. I was really loving it.
Now I ride on escalators all the time.*
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I took my fingers and slowly, gently stretched it apart. It was so pure and white. I licked it once, twice..I found I couldn't stop. I
licked it faster and faster, and harder. I began to scrape my teeth against
it.
There it was, in my mouth! All sweet and creamy. I was done.And I
threw away the outsides of my Oreo cookies.*
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I squeezed it gently at first, then a little bit harder. There seemed
to be more and more of it I moved it towards my lips. It was a strange
and new sensation for me. I put it in my mouth and moved it around and
around with my tongue. The time soon came when I knew I had to spit it out. It was quite an experience.
* * *The 1st time I tasted toothpaste.*
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They were both round and firm. There was only the slightest difference
between the two. I took one in my hand and twisted it hard. I used my
other hand to grab the other one and twist it hard the other way.
* * *Now there's a brighter light bulb in the living room.*
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It was laying limp in my hand. It was very long, kind of thin. I slid
it between my fingers until I got to the end of it. I was turning it on. It
became firm in my hands, and the end was wet. Then it got very hard
and began gushing out of the tip.
* * *Then I took the garden hose and watered the bushes.*
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I knew it could be done. I wanted to try but I didn't know if I could
do it. I called my friend. He said he knew how to do it and would teach me.
He put his arms around me and started. I watched nervously in the
mirror.
He finally finished and pulled back slowly. I felt relieved that it
was over.
* * *I hate neckties.*
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It looked warm and dark, and juicy and inviting.
I wasn't sure just what I wanted to do with it. I carefully pulled it apart with my
fingers to
look into it better. I knew how great it would be if I just started eating
it.
* *But I decided to put ketchup on my burger...
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