My aunt would told me the story about missing me when I was a very little boy, even I don't still remember the incident.
Once my aunt had lived with my family, she was taking care of me on the road in front of my house. but there seems to be
some work for her, so she went home a moment. After finishing work, she returned back near my house. Soon she
recongnized me to disappear, so then she let my mother know the fact of missing me. Two of them went to another roads
and playground near my house in order to find me. They failed to search out for me, so they went to neighbourhood police
office reporting missing me. Fortunately, they found me there. she said that at that time I sat on the police desk with one
hand holding bread and the other hand holding yakult with straw. The police told them that they found a very little boy
pushed office doors, In other words, I went to the neighbourhood police office myself. It was a unbelivable incident.
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