On a snowy day...
I ran up to the window and pressed against the glass window where on display was a toy that I just had to have.
As I eyed the toy with all my childish intent of dreamy wishing of holding it in my possession that I was pressing against the icy gold glass that separated me and the toy by a few inches that it started to hurt....
Then mum came and wrenched my body from the window sill as we were already late.....
I struggled and glanced back upon the toy shop that was disappearing in the snow....
In the rushing of getting somewhere....
My sorrow was missed...
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