My History

When i was a little girl we went ti France for our holiday.I went with my sister.We went by plane to a different place each day.One day we visited an old mansion in the city.There was a prision at the bottom of the mansion.When we were visiting the prision,we listened to a strange noise.We thought that tthere was a mouse and we ran away quickly.The next day we met Pedro in the town next to the masion.He told us that there really was a mouse.It was the mouse of a prins who died in the prison.We were very sad.

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Andrea López Rico, 2ºC, Nº12.