Daddy is making me sad

Daddy has started doing something that makes me sad.
We live across the road from some shops and a post office. Daddy is a member of Cinema Paradiso DVD club. Whenever he's watched a DVD he lets me carry it over to the shops. I feel very proud and important when he lets me carry the DVD to the shops. Then we see one of these red boxes and I don't want him to take the DVD and put it in the box because you can't get it out again. When he makes me put it in I cry so loud mummy can hear me all the way back at our house. No matter how loud I cry, he won't get it back out for me though. I just want to carry my letter back with me - is that so bad?

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