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... e rubber ducky, half of her eye submerged into the water.’
The scene always reminds me of how I used to take baths when I was younger, with my mom in our old house.
Back then, we had a decent house and a decent bathtub, though nothing compared to this one. Mom used to help me wash up, and every time I was too sleepy or too tired, I’d submerge half of my head into the water, looking at the water surface at my eye level.
"Haaa... the good old days."
Mom and Dad were ...
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