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The Best Day of My Life
The Best Day of My Life
Every day at six o’clock, my dad arrived home and told us about his
day at the work. He was always very tired but still cheerful. He never
let anything bad from his work show in his mood once he got home.
Finally, after thirty long minutes, his car appeared in front of our
house. Mom asked me to stay as she ran out to see him. I looked
through the window again and I saw dad was getting out of the car
with difficulty, as if he were carrying something heavy.