My embarrasing moment again... Some years ago in a summer day of holidays when I was a five years old child .I had gone out with my mother it was a sunny day and there were people everywhere. We had

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My embarrasing moment again... Some years ago in a summer day of holidays when I was a five years old child .I had gone out with my mother it was a sunny day and there were people everywhere. We had gone to the centre of the city. There the people were talking, shopping and walking. My mother and I were shopping in a store in Junin Street there were a lot of people too and it was very crowded and noisy. When we left it, far away near a supermarket I saw a young talk man who had black short hair. He was with a yellow bike so I thought that he was my big brother, Raul. I ran to him and hugged him by his back. In that moment the man turned around quickly and looked at me. To my big surprise he was NOT my brother he was a complete stranger to me. It was terrible! I felt very awkward and embarrassed. Immediately I started to cry and I ran back where my mom was, without looking behind me. When my mom saw me she started to laughing out loud.

Apr 16, 2014 1:46 AM

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Liliya It was so funny, It´s very difficult when we need to wear glasses

April 17, 2014

Some years ago i was short-sighted but was shy to wear glasses, so i had embarrasing situations like your almost every day;)) one time i was outside with my friends and saw white cat and say "Oh, what a nice white kitten!" My friends laughed out loud, cos it was just a piece of white stone..

April 16, 2014

My embarrasing moment again...

Some years ago in the summer day of holidays (when I was a child of five) years old child , I had gone out with my mother. It was a sunny day and there were people everywhere. We had gone to the centre of the city and there the people were talking, shopping and walking.

My mother and I were shopping in a store in Junin Street there were a lot of people too <em>(this is repetitive...)</em> and it was very crowded and noisy. When we left it, far away near a supermarket I saw a tall young talk man who had short black short hair. He also had was with a yellow bike so I thought mistook him for that he was my big brother, Raul. I ran to him and as I hugged him from behind by his back. In that moment the man turned around quickly and looked at me. To my big surprise he was NOT my brother; he was a complete stranger to me. It was terrible! I felt very awkward and embarrassed. Immediately I started to cry and I ran back where my mom was, without looking behind me. When my mom saw me she started to laughing out loud.