When I was seven years old, I went swimming. The weather was windy and cloudy. I didn't know how to swim so I stayed near the shore. I tried to swim for about 15 mninutes. A piece of glass cut my foot. It hurt and bled. I put a leaf on my cut. The bleeding stopped. I went to my house.
My mother was very angry at me. She took me to the hospital. I told my mom that I would never go to the Mekong River again.
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