This story is about my birthday.
It was not the worst birthday in my life.
But I was 5 years old and I thought that nothing could be worse than it.
The day began well. My mother brought the cake at about 2 p.m.
But when the candles were blown out and taken out from the cake, one candle fell to the floor and broke. My friend bent to pick it up and accidentally knocked over a cake on me.
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