domingo, 22 de noviembre de 2009

SHORT STORY

It was a dark and stormy night when my friends and I were camping on the mountain. There were a lot of lightings and we were very frightened. We stayed in the tents and we explained horror stories and when the storm stopped we went to play to the forest. One of us was hidden and we had to find him. I was looking for him and I fell in a ravine and I was very far of my friends. When I started to walk I noticed that I had broken my leg. I started to cry and when I thought that my friends wouldn’t find me I listened some voices and finally my friends found me and my parents came to take me to the hospital. I passed a very bad time.