I lived in Quilpoco until I was eight years old, I had got very good times. I remember, when I was five years old I had a very wonderful party, It was my first birthday party. My aunt didn’t arrive early to the party, she arrived too late and she had to eat alone, she went out late from her work. It was a familiar party, I didn’t invite to another boy.
When I was eight, my mom got married, then we had to move to Rauco, my grandparents were very angry, but it was just for few days. One day, While I was playing with my neighbour, I met Mario, he has been my best friend since that day. We played every evening, we cooked together and we had very good times. Now he is studying in Curico but I often meet him.
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