THE ADDRESS IN MY POCKET

Hello, my name is Mert. Today I’m going to tell you a very unusual but very funny memory. Now, without further ado, I’m going to tell you. One evening, I was very tired because I was playing football with my friends and I was thirsty. I immediately bought water from the kiosk opposite our house and a soda that my mother could not find in the market. It was dinner time when I got home. Fortunately, I arrived just in time. After dinner, we drank the sodas I bought from the buffet while watching TV. Now it was time to sleep. So I went to my room, packed my bag, changed, and while tossing my dirty pants into the dirty basket, I dug my hand into my pocket and found the little piece of paper with an address on it. At that moment, I did not know what to do, but since it was late, I thought I would wake up early in the morning and tell my mother about the address. As I said, I woke up early in the morning and asked my mother if she knew this address. My mother said that she did not know this address and that they could come home early in the evening and go to the address together. So I agreed and came home early in the evening. My mother had brought a bag with water in it. We walked towards the address together and finally we reached the address. We had the number written on the address ring and the door was opened by my mother’s friend from work, Hatice Aunt. I saw him at the buffet yesterday. Turns out he was putting that address in my pocket. When we asked Hatice Teyze why she did such a thing, she reminded us of my mother’s birthday, which we forgot with so much excitement. When we told him that we had already forgotten, we all had a fit of laughter.

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