I went to school to do club activities on a holiday. After finishing the activities, I went to the bus stop and waited. It started raining heavily. I got on the bus, but it was still raining when I got off. I took shelter at the bus stop, and the bus driver handed me an umbrella saying, “You don’t have to return it.” I thanked him many times and took it gratefully. However, the strong wind quickly broke the umbrella, and I went home in the rain. Despite this, his kindness warmed my heart. I still keep the broken umbrella as a memory.  (103 words)
By Shiori

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