Burnt Biscuit

Mar 18, 2012 16:49

                                                                  A small story
When I was a kid, my mom would prepare special breakfast every now and then. And I remember one night in particular, after a long, hard day at work. On that evening so long ago, my mom placed a plate of eggs, sausage and extremely burned biscuits in front of my dad.

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anumi91 March 20 2012, 16:01:50 UTC
Good moral. Isn't a relationship where a burnt biscuit doesn't matter the one we all are hoping for? :D

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eveshine March 20 2012, 16:24:35 UTC
Thanks for reading ne.I understand what you said after you explained.it seems i am not able to understand some english sentences.yeah you are right.I agree with your reply!

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anumi91 March 20 2012, 20:37:58 UTC
Don't worry I'm not a master of English either ^^;; And no problem, I like reading your stories :)

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