If I could relive a past memory, I would relive the time I was picking out my dog Sun and bringing her home. I would open it every time I feel really sad. I even still remember it a little. I was about 7, and it was the summertime, and all the other dogs where excited to get picked. In the end, we picked the dog that looked the healthiest, and I petted her until we were home.
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