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Thursday, 13 November 2014
THIS IS JUST IMAGINATION
Three weeks ago I went to a party on Halloween's day.
At the party there were many people but as night approached my friends went to his house except a group who decided to play the Ouija.
It was midnight when it started raining and thundering. The youngest boy brought the Ouija and we began to play. The session started, my friends were laughing until a lightning lit up the room dark. My friends were frightened like me, suddenly the Ouija pointer started moving. We asked in unison who he was. The pointer moved from side to side and formed these words: I WANT YOUR SOUL.
Someone knocked on the door, but nobody wanted to open it, we only heard the voice of a woman who was in the hallway and screamed for entering in the room. The bolt was thrown, and she wanted to break the door down. The woman screamed my name. I wanted to open the door but I can not. I closed my eyes and I hope that this was just my imagination but the woman did not stop scream. Then I realized: It was the voice of my mother. I opened the door but my friends grabbed me. The screaming stopped, one of my friends, had a nervous breakdown. We come to comfort her, but a serious and strong voice came out. We were shocked and paralyzed. I thought that she was possessed.
Someone knocked on the door, but nobody wanted to open it, we only heard the voice of a woman who was in the hallway and screamed for entering in the room. The bolt was thrown, and she wanted to break the door down. The woman screamed my name. I wanted to open the door but I can not. I closed my eyes and I hope that this was just my imagination but the woman did not stop scream. Then I realized: It was the voice of my mother. I opened the door but my friends grabbed me. The screaming stopped, one of my friends, had a nervous breakdown. We come to comfort her, but a serious and strong voice came out. We were shocked and paralyzed. I thought that she was possessed.
The woman began screaming, "I wanted one soul and now you are going to die!". My friend started to move from side to side, saying she would kill us. The door opened and then entered a creature crawling across the floor. The beast was approaching and I stared for a few minutes. After, I woke up in a hospital with a lot of scratches in my body and in one of them I could read: Do not play with ghosts, next time I will kill you.


Wednesday, 29 October 2014
My favourite photo
The photo was taken by me last summer.
The picture shows Buen Retiro Park in Madrid.
I took this photo while my family and I were going for a walk in the park. The landscape is really lovely and calm.
Before getting there we were sailing on the lake with canoes. There were a lot of ducks and we fed them with bread. After that we were walking in the park and visiting museums and monuments. Then we came to the place and I took this photo.
In front of the lake there is the monument to king Alfonso XII. In the central base of the monument are the statues of horse riders. The monument is situated on the east edge of an artificial lake near the center of the park. The monument is very tall: it measures 30 meters high, 86 meters long, and 58 meters wide.
I chose this photo because I love Buen Retiro Park. You can stay there walking, sailing, visiting places and there were a lot of grass to relax. I will visit it again because this summer was amazing.
Monday, 13 October 2014
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