#10 Um… Run.
When my niece was three years old, she covered up my head with a blanket and held it down. I moved my head out where I could see her. She said, “You can’t come out,” and smothered me again. I laughed and said, “Why?” She gritted her teeth and angrily said: “Because I don’t want you to.”
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