I was heading to the bathroom on the second floor of my aunts house when I saw my cousin, April, on the stairs. April was four and very animated. She was busy making funny faces while sitting on the stairs. I asked her what she was doing. She said, "I'm copying the lady whith the braid." I looked around, there was no one else but us. I asked, "Where is the lady, April?" She poiinted to a beam running parallel to the sairwell. I asked April, " What is the lady doing?" She said, "Makin' funny faces." I smiled and started walking up the stairs again when April said something that stopped me in my tracks. April, "Her braid is around her neck." I turned back around and asked April to repeat herself. Arpil pointed, "The lady is hanging by her braid... She's making funny faces." The April started making a face which I then realized was it someone gasping for air.
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