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There was a family who was not rich but was very poor. Their house was falling apart and they didn’t have much just each other. They would try and grow their own vegetables so they can at least have some stew to eat. They never let things put them down; they always tried to live like to the fullest. They always appreciated everything. Then one day the little boy that lived in the house with his family saw something glowing down the street so he decided to walk down there to check out what it was. Then he went to the house were the light was coming from and he looked in it because he was curious. What he had seen a table full of food and he thought it was a great house. While he was standing there everything felt right. So he had ran home and told his mother, so he took her down to the house and she had seen the same thing. But in reality that house was in no better condition than theirs. I guess its true someone else’s junk is someone else’s treasure.
I think everyone should appreciate what they have and we all should help each other out because it would make the world a better place.
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