Iwas sitting in an arm-chair and watching my sister alison. she was getting ready for a party. alison was 15 years ) than me and she always treated me like a child. alison took her jewelry box from the table. the box ) of wood and had colourful stones on the top. “you know you must never touch it, right? ” alison said. “if the box was mine, i ) you to touch it whenever you wanted,” i answered. alison said nothing to that. when she put on her jewelry, she looked like a princess. she moved gracefully as if her ) didn’t touch the ground. alison kissed me goodnight and left. i tried to resist my curiosity but i /can). i opened the box. there ) lots of rings, ear-rings, bracelets and necklaces inside. i got them all out. the ) piece of jewelry i tried on was a silver necklace. after that i lost track of time. suddenly i ) alison. she was standing at the doorway and looking at me angrily. i /know) what to say.many years have passed since that night. now i am a designer – i create clothes and accessories. my sister likes my work very much.

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