My little secret composition is 3 10.

Everyone has his own secrets, and I also have my own little secrets. Please don't laugh at me when you tell them.

I remember one time, when I went to my grandmother's house, I saw many small peppers and small red fruits hanging on the branches, which was really attractive. So I took a bite of red fruit when adults were not looking. Suddenly, my tears couldn't stop flowing out. I hurried to grandma's kitchen to pick up a glass of water and pour it into my mouth. The water is getting hotter and hotter, and I can't help crying. My mother heard my crying and ran to me and asked, "What's the matter?" I cried, but I didn't dare to tell the truth, and my voice was hoarse. My mother thought I had a cold, so she took cold medicine. Although I feel sick at the sight of these drugs, I dare not tell the truth. In order not to be scolded, I had to bite the bullet and take the medicine Of course it didn't work. It really worried me.

Until now, I'm still complaining about why I'm so ignorant, I don't know if it's delicious, I just can't eat it casually without the consent of adults, let alone tell lies. This is my little secret.