Today I wana to tell you about 'My First Best Friend'. He's no other than my 'ceiling fan'.
Dad says that I have a strangest fascination with them.. Why Strange?? I never understand. He's with me all time, I coo and woo with him. Also, he follows all my orders and start moving round and round whenever I demand. When I am upset or crying he make me feel glad. I shout on him and the poor guy never utter even a word back to me. He has all traits of a good boy(fan) friend.
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