| rdfs:comment | - At Amara's house, the young girl was getting ready to begin practicing her piano skills. But before that, she sat down on the bench, hugging her pet chihuahua. A voice then interrupted her. "Oh, Amara," Amara's mother called in a sing-song voice, "I do not hear any practicing!" Amara then giggled. "Okay, Mom." She called to the other room. She then looked at chihuahua. "I gotta practice now, boy." She then placed her chihuahua on top of the piano. Amara began playing. "Hi, Billy!" Amara said cheerfully. "Hi, Amara!" Billy said. Billy then came into the house.
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| abstract | - At Amara's house, the young girl was getting ready to begin practicing her piano skills. But before that, she sat down on the bench, hugging her pet chihuahua. A voice then interrupted her. "Oh, Amara," Amara's mother called in a sing-song voice, "I do not hear any practicing!" Amara then giggled. "Okay, Mom." She called to the other room. She then looked at chihuahua. "I gotta practice now, boy." She then placed her chihuahua on top of the piano. Amara began playing. Suddenly, a doorbell rang. Amara stopped playing. She stood up from behind the piano and went to the front door. Amara opened the door and saw her boyfriend Billy there. Amara smiled. "Hi, Billy!" Amara said cheerfully. "Hi, Amara!" Billy said. Billy then came into the house. Later, as Amara was playing the piano, Billy said "I want to tell you something!" Amara said. "What is that, Billy?" Billy said "I love you, Amara!" Amara then smiled and said "I love you too, Billy!" Billy went over to Amara, who was playing her piano, and kissed her. Amara smiled. She was very happy. Sam was also very happy.
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