When I was around the ages of 5 to 7 my mother always had to persuade me to clean my room or it would never get done. She would tell me that she ways going to take me out for ice cream or get pizza or maybe even buy me a new toy, that would just end up right on the floor with all my other toys. But that ways only when she way in a good mood, but on the other hand, when she was not in so good of a mood it was another story. If i didn’t clean my room it was the complete opposite. I wouldn’t get no sweets or snacks for the day, or would have to stay in my room until I cleaned it. And knowing how I didn’t like to stay in my room when it was dirty so it always ended up clean by the end of the day.
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