I Refuse To Give Away

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I will be talking about a precious object that I refuse to give away. When I was a little kid, I used to play with my car toys and I took care of them. I made sure they were still shiny and worked fine, and the type of cars that I had were mostly muscle cars because I just like how they look. Throughout these years I've kept them in a clean pencil box because it was the only place where I could keep them safe from turning into destroyed cars. Still until now I don't think of giving them up just like that, because those toy cars mean alot to me, they kept me entertained troughout my childhood. I always like to jus get them out of the box every now and then just to remeber how they feel and how they still loo. It takes me back to a kid whenever I get the toy cars out of their box. …show more content…

When I was a little kid, I used to play with my car toys and I took care of them. I made sure they were still shiny and worked fine, and the type of cars that I had were mostly muscle cars because I just like how they look. Throughout these years I've kept them in a clean pencil box because it was the only place where I could keep them safe from turning into destroyed cars. Still until now I don't think of giving them up just like that, because those toy cars mean alot to me, they kept me entertained troughout my childhood. I always like to jus get them out of the box every now and then just to remeber how they feel and how they still loo. It takes me back to a kid whenever I get the toy cars out of their

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