When I was a kid, I was asked by my teacher to draw anything I want.
So I drew people killing each other, broken families, crying children and sad faces.
Then I filled the rest of the paper with the color red.
The next day, they called my parents for a meeting.
From that day onwards, I never drew anything like that again.
[What did I draw then?]
Yeah. They never had meetings over those things.
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