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The child sat in his cotton pyjamas, gazing down at the Christmas tree. It was Christmas time, the fir tree was decorated with many tinsels of different colors: blue, red, yellow and green; it was decorated with christmas balls of the sam

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        I was in a long and narrow street, with many people bumping into me: it was overcrowded. However, I was afraid. People were mixing were mixing with the smellof spice. You couldn't breathe properly. Noverthless, the street were decorated and very colourful. It was beautiful to look at and it felkt warm.

      I was sitting lonely on a Chippendale chair in an empty drawing-room . Around me, there was nothing. The sitting-room was composed of one enormous painting hanging from the wall, one tea table, one other chair and to finish a wonderful Indian carpet across the

        I was in a long and narrow street, with many people bumping into me: it was overcrowded. However, I was afraid. People were mixing were mixing with the smellof spice. You couldn't breathe properly. Noverthless, the street were decorated and very colourful. It was beautiful to look at and it felkt warm.

      I was sitting lonely on a Chippendale chair in an empty drawing-room . Around me, there was nothing. The sitting-room was composed of one enormous painting hanging from the wall, one tea table, one other chair and to finish a wonderful Indian