Sarah Codache The noise of the crowd outside our house woke me up on this relaxing day. My limbs could barely function, and I couldn't stop yawning. My eyes were half-opened while trying to see what was in the noise outside through my room's window. The clouds were cotton white, and the sun shined bright; its rays were sharp. At this time, I knew that I woke up late. From the vicinity of my window, I saw many people standing in front of our house. The clothes they wore were familiar. It w
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