The Mole
She had a mole on her face. She hated it. It was on her left cheek. It wasn’t far from her mouth. She touched it every day. She wished that it would go away. But it didn’t. It was an ugly brown bump on her cheek. It was a dark brown circle. It was about the size of a pencil eraser. Everyone could see her mole. Everyone looked at her mole. She hated her mole. Every night she scrubbed her cheek extra hard. Maybe she could scrub the mole away. Every day she pressed down on the mole with her finger. Maybe she could press the mole away. She asked her mom to cut the mole off with a razor. “I won’t cut it off with a razor,” said her mom. “I’m not a doctor. I’ll take you to a doctor. Maybe he can cut it off with a razor.”
她臉上有顆痣。她非常討厭。痣在左臉頰上。離嘴邊不遠。她每天都會觸摸這顆痣。她希望它消失。但事與愿違。臉頰上有一顆棕色凸起。是一個黑棕色的圓圈。與橡皮擦差不多大小。所有人都看得到。所有人都看這顆痣。她討厭這顆痣。每天晚上,她都會用力擦拭臉頰?;蛟S能將它清除下去。她每天都會用手擠壓。或許能將它擠壓掉。她讓媽媽用剃刀將它剔除。媽媽說:“我不會用剃刀剔除,我不是醫生。我帶你去看醫生?;蛟S他能用剃刀剔除?!?/p>
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