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Narrate an experience in about 80-100 words with the following ending. Give a suitable title.

............ and hence I decided never to leave my home without a mask.

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Covid-19 pandemic

My friend Tushar, a very easy-going boy, was sometimes negligent about rules. Even though the coronavirus pandemic was subsiding, we were all told to be cautious and still continue to wear masks. But Tushar? He refused to do so. His Justification was that he had seen many people without masks, and they were still safe without contracting the virus. So, he too would do the same. 

"Masks were so boring", he said, He tried to persuade us to do so too. We were swayed by what he said and were on the verge of following him when - wham! Tushar contracted the virus! It was a mild attack, but still, he suffered from headaches and had to remain at home for a long time. Not only that, he infected the others in his house too. His old grandmother suffered quite a bit before she recovered.

I learned a lesson from this. I would not be foolhardy like him. I would be wise, and hence I decided never to leave my home without a mask.

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