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Composition: Keeping The Park Clean One Sunday afternoon, the swings squeaked happily as I pushed myself higher and higher. Below, a young boy munched on his burger, then casually tossed the wrapper onto the grass. It landed with a plop, a red stain of ketchup against the green. "Hey!" I called, hopping off the swing. "We shouldn't litter in the park." The boy looked surprised, his eyes wide. "What?" "Because it makes the park dirty for everyone," I explained, picking up the trash. "There's a trash can right over there, see?" He followed my finger and a blush crept up his cheeks. "Oh. I didn't see it." We walked together to the bin, and he tossed the wrapper in with a sheepish grin. "Thanks for reminding me," he said. The swings creaked happily once more, but now they were accompanied by the sound of laughter as we made the park a little bit cleaner.
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