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Cici  is a friend of mine. One day I went out with her.  It occurred to me that I had left my wallet at home, so I had to drive back. I asked Cici to wait for me before I went into the house.

  I came back to the car but to my surprise Cici was not in there.  I looked around and saw that the trunk of my car was open, so I closed it and then went in the house again.  I checked every corner of the house for her and I failed to find her. I thought that she might have gone home. Therefore, I drove away.

      Ten minutes later, I realized I had forgotten to check the other restroom. So, I hurried back into the other restroom, only to find nobody there. I went to the outside and cried, ¡°Cici, Cici!¡±  I heard some answer somewhere, ¡°Hello, I am here!¡±  I looked around and found nothing. ¡° Darn,¡± I said to myself and raised my voice again, ¡°Cici , Cici, where are you?¡± ¡°Here, I am here!¡± I heard the cry again and could now recognize that it was coming from a certain direction. Holding my breath, I followed the voice. It was coming out of my trunk of my car!  ¡°Oh my gosh!¡± I said to myself and immediately opened the trunk. She was in there and her face all red and sweaty.  I asked,   ¡°What are you doing here?¡± She said, ¡°The sun was so hot, I thought that I¡¯d feel colder here.  I had no idea that you would lock the trunk without seeing that I was in here.¡±

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