Over 6 o'clock, the phone bell rang. I woke up. It was very early to went out of bed. So i repeatedly sleep with the warm of the winter.

In the middle of the morning, i had to go out of my bed. I looked at under of the bed, and i suddenly awore that i had a full clothes to wash. At half past eight, i finished my hell work. I started to go to the Dong Ba market.

It has rained, and becoming more heavy rain. I parked my iron horse in the keep-car house. I took the bicycle ticket, then i went to buy something that my aunt need. By the way of the bus, I sent it to my aunt in the countryside, Quang Tri, 70 km from here. I thought that it was comfortable.

But when i came back the keep-car house, i saw and i knew that my rain coal had stolen. "oh, my god", i said. It was raining heavy. I was angry, but i was disability. I went out of the unfriendly market with the comfortable rain coal i had just bought.

It was a unlucky day, i said. In the second market, i bought new rain coal within the hesitating.
I came back my home. An busy afternoon was waiting for me.

I feel free when i received the letter of my friend. She was preparing to enroll the university. I hope that she will success and share with me the university. I had a fun discussion in my class about the short news, and the way to write it easily.

The end of the day, it stopped rain. I climbed up the bed, and i hoped i will be had the nice dream...