One day when i was 3, i was visiting Chicago with my madre and padre and my little sister. so the day was nice from what i remember, we got these adorable pumpkin Halloween costumes that only little kids an pull off. Also i think a friend of my parents gave us Disney princess Bell dresses. (you know the pretty yellow one? Sorry if her name is spelled wrong but i DON"T CARE.)
so i guess in the hotel, i hid behind the curtains and was silently watching the rainy night outside, with my face pressed against the window.
I didn't hear my parents call me. when they finally did, (which i don't remember they told me this part.) they got so mad.
it turns out, they thought something bad happened to me. they searched and searched, and called my name, but i didn't hear them. finally they did. i felt so dumb. i was a bad little girl. bad little three year old. they took a picture of me smiling behind the curtains. i felt evil. no just kidding.
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