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Aguilar Camille

My best memory dates back to the days when I was thirteen years old, with my parents, Iwent to Mauritius.
I was so happy, I already imagined myself under the coconut trees and under the sun. When I think about it , it was perfect and funny. Once there I was impressed by the heat and the beauty of the place. The water was so blue, we could see through it. During the stay I wanted to tanned, except that my mother put oil on my arms, so in the end, nevertheless burnt. When the trip ended, I laughed about it. This holiday was for me, one of my best memories, it was so beautiful, the color of the water, the hotel, the flowers, the palm trees, the food and the activities on the beach was perfect. It's a memory forever etched in my head.

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    I remember this day, it was in December, 14th of 2011, for the first time I went to a marvellous place: Disneyland. For me it was unbelievable because when I was younger, I loved disney’s princesses and all of the characters of disney world and I want to say that it doesn’t really change. On this day, I was wearing a blue jean with a dora’s white coat, and thinking at that coat, I find that I was a little bit ridiculous! I was with my mum and this day, it was snowing and very cold that is what I didn’t want to go on the morning but arriving at Paris, I was amazed by this magical atmosphere of christmas and my mum as me was very happy. I was very closed of her as today so why not remake this incredible day. At time I didn’t like thrills, rides which make loopings as my mum so we decided to go to the haunted house and I think it was the first time for me, so I was very very scared of that outgoing of this attraction, I said “ I will never return to this “  but now thinking at that, I laugh because I will never go to Disneyland without go to the haunted house. For me, now I’m very more different than than before.


Looking back with an I, Cassandre
Looking back with an I, Cassandre 
At school during the break, my friend and I loved inventing stories about ghost. We thought that was funny and we liked scaring other people at school. I remember, a day during my break, I invented a terrifying story to scare everybody. I remember everything about this day, I was wearing a red dress with black tights and a pair of brown boots. I told everyone to looked at the floor, because there was blood and some smoke further. There were all frightened and it was so funny to watch. At this time, I was a very nasty with everyone, especially in school. I'd like seeing frightened people as i told my story. Now, when a think about this, I found myself very stupid doing this because it's not funny to scare children. I'm not longer a nasty girl like a I was before 
Looking back with an I, Gauthier
Looking back with an I, Gauthier
This story is real and really happened to me.
When I was 12 years old, me and my grand brother were fond of the paranormal things or the spirits and everything which concerned that. One day, a day like the others, me, my brother and my family went  to the very old house of my great grandmother to stay for the weekend. My great grand mother was living alone in this big house because my great grandfather left us; so this house was a bit creepy because a lot of persons of the family of her was maybe "dead" here. Even today I doesn't like to sleep in this house because in the night I always feel something, this feeling that Im not alone in the bedroom. However let's go back to my story, so in the afternoon, i was playing football with my brother and I needed to go to the bathroom and I here something like a  whisper saying "Grandmother take your take your cane..." I was surprised first, and I ran to the bathroom and locked the door, that whisper I heard was maybe my imagination or maybe my great grandfather, his spirit? I was confused, so I told this to mybrother but he didn't really believe to this. At the moment to go to sleep in our bedroom which are situated in the attic, I know it's weird but in the attic there is a bedroom which is very clean and locked not like the attic which is very creepy, with mouses... So during the night, I was in my bed and my brother in his bed. And suddenly we heard a big scratch noise in the attic. We were so scared but very scared, my brother told me: "Come on and let's see what it is" I follow him, terrified, the noise wasn't in the attic but in the house, we go downstairs, enter in the house and guess what was doing this noise of scratch on a door? My stupid dog who was scratching on the kitchen door! 
This day was intense and strange but everything  was explainable... unlike this whiper which give me even today goosebumps.

Looking back with an eye for an I Manon Petit
Looking back with an eye for an I Manon Petit
When I was a child I use to play prank on my brothers and sisters a lot. I really enjoy the look on their face when they would realize that I swap the Febreze with their deodorant Or when they were taking a shower and I just go in the kitchen and turn on the water of the sink and flush the toilet at the same time so the shower water turn extremely cold. 
One of the worst things that I've ever done was during our yearly summer vacation at my grandparent's vacation home in early August. It was a really sunny day and my mother had cooked some tuna with spinach, but, as many other kids at the time, I hated spinage from the bottom of my heart, so, I simply refuse to eat it and my mother grounded me and gave me my plate of spinage back for snack time while my siblings had a delicious looking ice cream. So, I decide that if I had to ate something that I despised so much, my relative had to have the same.
During the night, I woke up and took the carton of milk of the fridge and open it, then I took the bottle of barbecue sauce, and start pouring it in the carton of milk. I wonder during a moment if I should add a bit of orange juice in my awful mix, but the sounds of footsteps upstairs didn't let me the time to add anything else, so I just went in the backyard (because at the time, I was sleeping with my step sister in a little privative house) and go back to bed. 
The next day, as I joined all my family for breakfast, I notice that strange look on their face while they just sit there, sipping on their bowl of milk. Never in my all childhood have I never felt so proud of my to them. Only to go sick  a bit after this episode because of not very fresh shrimps that I ate for dinner.

If I look at myself now, I'll say that I've changed a lot... I don't play that much prank on my sibling as much as I did before (well, I still like to scare them from time to time) mostly because 2 of them  have already left the house and I'm the biggest one now so I try not to be too mean with my little brothers. But I certainly still have that sort of "clown of the family" inside me. But I feel more introvert now, maybe junior high and high school does that, maybe it's just that I'm a terrible comedian who know? If there is one thing to remember about this story, it's that kids be kids and Karma always have your back.
Looking back with an eye for an I
Looking back with an eye for an I
Lily.

When I was younger my best friend and I came to my best friend’s grandpa’s house. 
This house was so frightening, there were creepy sounds there also was a step who had a weird sound when we walked on it. All the doors were half broken and also made scary sounds when you opened or closed them, like when you hear an ultrasound. 
We went upstairs to create some clothes as we loved to do before.
This day I helped my bestie to create a tee-shirt ( who wasn’t fashion), she accidentally hurted her finger and the blood made a religious cross on the floor. We started to have chills and the ambience turned cold and I started to cry cause I’m so scared of paranormal’s things. ( I was 11 years old and my best friend was 13). The light started to flash but my bff wasn’t scared anymore she continues to do her stuff with her bloody thumb. Suddenly her grandpa shouted to go outside as quickly as possible. 
Today, my bestie and I are always ignoring why her grand father told us to run away after what happened.
Looking back with an Eye for an I, Ludivine Penet When I lost my first tooth at age 6, my parents told me to put it under my pillow before falling asleep because a little mouse would pass to exchange it for a coin. I was surprised that a mouse could carry money so I set myself the goal of catching it to reap all she had. So before I sleep I took a ball of wool that I attached to my wrist and I unrolled the ball of wool and I hung the wire in every corner of my room. So when she would enter in my room, she would be trapped and she would wake me. Later that night, I felt a sudden shock pull my wrist, I woke up happy to have caught her, and then ... I discovered my two parents tangled in the wires.
Looking back with an Eye for an I, Ludivine Penet                                                     When I lost my first tooth at age 6, my parents told me to put it under my pillow before falling asleep because a little mouse would pass to exchange it for a coin. I was surprised that a mouse could carry money so I set myself the goal of catching it to reap all she had. So before I sleep I took a ball of wool that I attached to my wrist and I unrolled the ball of wool and I hung the wire in every corner of my room. So when she would enter in my room, she would be trapped and she would wake me. Later that night, I felt a sudden shock pull my wrist, I woke up happy to have caught her, and then ... I discovered my two parents tangled in the wires.

    


Looking back with an eye and I
Looking back with an eye and I 
Lune 

" Tomorrow the children, you will make the breakfast! "
An ideal opportunity for my brother and I to show our culinary talents down from our 5 and 6 years!
7 hours, we are in the kitchen, in search of a recipe. The parents sleep obviously. Matteo, my one-year-old elder daughter, finds a brilliant idea: a pizza in sausages and in Swiss cheese. Ingredients were gathered, we begin the control of our leader - work. I see Matteo putting some sugar in our realization it seems to me completely normal, it is him the big, it is him who knows. After the arrangement of the pizza, we put all it in a plate and hup! In the oven.
A small smell went back up up to the nose of my stepfather, a smell of burnt person. By arriving in the kitchen, he lives his two step-children with a spoon in the hand, smiling, a cooking absolutely flooded with dough flour-water-sugar water and the oven beginning to overheat.. It is good years after my brother and I understood why we had taken ourselves an enormous slap.
Looking back with an eye for an I, Manon Schambourg
Looking back with an eye for an I, Manon Schambourg
A long time ago, when I was 6, I looked for my mother all over the house but I didn't find her. So, I decided to search her in the street, my house was situated in a little allotment, I just searched her in it but I felt like a prince who have to save a lost princess. My mother forbade me to walk alone in the street, I did it even if she forbade me to do that because I worried about her and also because it was my dream... When I started to to get away from my house, I was very scared and when I heard some noises, I hid myself. Suddenly, I heard the voice of my mum calling me. I ran to her, she was just in the garden, hiding by a tree, she already alerted the neighbours. In the end, I felt a little but ashamed but this part of my life still rest in my head since thus moment.
Looking black with an eye
Looking black with an eye 
Looking back with an eye for an I, Candice
Looking back with an eye for an I, Candice
Looking back with an eye for an I, Candice
Looking back with an eye for an I, Candice
Estebane
Estebane 
This story is true, I had ten years old ans I was in 6th grade.I was alone at home  because my parents were at work. I go upstairs for play video games because before i loved play. I forgot to lock the door of my home. When i was playing in my room, I  eared someone open the door, I thought it was my mother so I spoke to her and she didn't  answer me. I decided to go downstairs when suddenly i see a old man, I was terrified. I ask him why is he here, he was really bizzar and he didn't want to go outside so i catch him with my force and i take him out. After that i've closed the door of my home and I unlock her. After that i called my dad and tell him my story, he comes five minutes later but the old man had disappeared. Few days later i learnt that the man's got a disease. So he didn't remember i think. So today I always unlock the door of my house.

Final task, Lune Looking
Final task, Lune
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Looking back with an eye for an I, Alexis Cazeaux
Looking back with an eye for an I, Alexis Cazeaux
One time hen I was 5 years old, i practiced soccer. I played a very important game, that was the finale of a tournament, and I have score a goal during this finale. I was very happy becasue that was a pretty goal and there was my family at this game. I remember this moment like one of the best moment of my life. But one year after that, i saw my ex coach, and one more time proud of this goal (that was the childhood so I very remember this moment), I spoke to him of the game and finally... Finally he said to me my goal was a basic goal, not very beautiful and e have lost the final. But I prefer keep my memorie of this moment, this moment hen I have score the goal of the year.


Julia looking back with an eye for an I
Julia looking back with an eye for an I
I suppose it was in primary school; I had that best friend who was with me in class and we were leaving in the same bulding . We had such a big imaginary at that time that we were dreaming of a magic world;I remember that cause it was really really like... true. It was not only a game but a belief. In this world everything was beautiful and when we where moving we were fliying as if we were fairys or birds a I don't specificly remember. Now I just think that we were kids and we were dreaming zbout aperfect world were there was no school and no parents. It's funny when I think about it telling myself how stupid but also cute I usted to be.
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Anglais Anaïs
Anglais Anaïs
A banal day has just ended, it was a beautiful day! Then the evening ritual, after eating mom always lets me watch TV ten minutes, then I have to brush my teeth to rest until the next morning. Tonight, I do as usual, I go into the bathroom, I do not close the door behind me and then I grab my toothbrush, an idea as always stupid, crosses my head. I'm tired of being five years old and still not able to see myself in the mirror, when I miss so few centimeters! I look to the left, and in my field of vision: a blue pedal bin and plastic, I move to the latter and the train to where I stood before taking the latter. My dad looks at me from the living room, right in front of the bathroom, and then I hear him say, after it's been read in my thoughts, that I should not go up on that trash can to see me in this mirror because it is too weak. Nothing to do ! I ride with my little legs on this damn trash, I take my toothbrush, toothpaste, I moisturize everything, and I start brushing my teeth, everything is fine, my tip works perfectly AND BOOM! Hardly time to satisfy myself with my incredible idea that I am already on the floor, the taste of blood replaces the taste of toothpaste, and the vacuum replaces the presence of my four small milk teeth. I would have been warned, if I knew it would be worth an emergency night and a scar, I would have listened to my dad ...

Anglais Claire
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Anglais Claire
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It was the 27 April 2009 while we celebrated my cousin’s birthday. The weather was sunny and all my family was present. After the meal we decided to go to make a walk. I remember this day as it was yesterday I was happy and the day was very cool. Just before I crossed the railing to go out, I slipped on the floor and on the stone. When I got up my grandma told me “you’re bleeding “but I don’t believe she but when I looked at my leg I see it was real. I had cut myself with a big flint!!! I started to cried because it was really painful, so my mother has me to take at the doctor’s who sewed me again. It was a day that I will remember all my life because today at the age of sixteen years old I always have a scar on my leg but when I think of this now I tell myself that I have panic for nothing because today I have no more pain. In fact during my childhood I was a fearful person but it is no more the case today. 

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anglais, Lola Giraut
anglais, Lola Giraut 
A few months ago, I went in Paris with Léa who is my friend since one or two months, we met on internet, thanks to a mutual friend. So we went to Paris at the Japan expo, it was my dream to go there since like 3 years, i'm fond of asian culture since 2015, I like reading mangas, watching animes, listening to korean or japanese music. We went there on the 9th of July with her dad. I was soooooo happy and excited!! I couldn't even sleep, I slept like 1 or 2 hours. I was dressed up as Pikachu and Léa was dressed up as a dinosaur. The weather was a little rainy. We met a lot of nice people, i've seen a lot of beautiful cosplays,I bought a lot of kpop albums and goodies. I was the happiest girl ever. Now, I still love all the things I said before, and I really want to go there again. When I was there, it was the best day of my life and it still is. If I could travel in the past i'm sure i'd go there. I made a lot of great memories and now I miss this place. 
Final task, Lune
Final task, Lune
Looking back with an eye for and I

" Tomorrow the children, you will make the breakfast! "
An ideal opportunity for my brother and I to show our culinary talents down from our 5 and 6 years!
7 hours, we are in the kitchen, in search of a recipe. The parents sleep obviously. Matteo, my one-year-old elder daughter, finds a brilliant idea: a pizza in sausages and in Swiss cheese. Ingredients were gathered, we begin the control of our leader - work. I see Matteo putting some sugar in our realization it seems to me completely normal, it is him the big, it is him who knows. After the arrangement of the pizza, we put all it in a plate and hup! In the oven.
A small smell went back up up to the nose of my stepfather, a smell of burnt person. By arriving in the kitchen, he lives his two step-children with a spoon in the hand, smiling, a cooking absolutely flooded with dough flour-water-sugar water and the oven beginning to overheat.. It is good years after my brother and I understood why we had taken ourselves an enormous slap.

anglais alexis hemart
anglais alexis hemart
LOOKING BACK WITH AN EYE FOR AN I

I will tell you a story which marked me in my youth life. This story passed when I was fourteen, I wanted to ride my motorbike in fields which were situated behind a road a few minutes away from my home. The weather was beautiful and I was with a friend who I like really much, he is my neighbor. I was ready to leave because I was equipped with my new dress of motocross which I had for my birthday because yes, this story took place one day after my birthday, on April 15th. Then, my friend rose behind me and we left towards this road which it was necessary to cross to arrive at these fields. A few minutes later, we arrived in front of this road and at this moment there I make my friend come down from my motorcycle and I begin to move forward to cross this road. I had verified very well that it had no car but a car, which arrived so fast, collided me. She ejected me of my motorcycle and I stayed on the ground, the road a few seconde. At this moment I am very disturbed, at the same time I am afraid and I am angry, afraid because it arrived very fast and angry because the driver didn’t respect the limit of speed. I was fourteen but I was a nervous youth, so I get up and I run towards the driver who was very angry as well as me. He began to roar me above, he was around thirty years old, he was aggressive and I was ready to defend myself by giving him a blow of helmet but a man of my village who was military saw the scene and he was directly intervened and said the fault that the driver had produced. We gave some explanation and the driver has became aware of his faults and he was escaped because he was afraid that we call the police. I was a youth nervous and now I am patient and calm down, I realise that be nervous it’s not the solution when you are victim of an accident. 


Anglais Romane
Anglais Romane 
               LOOKING BACK WITH AN EYE FOR AN I

          This scene took place in my car in two thousand and seven when I was five years old.
I was with my mother and we left from my aunt’s house. It rained and i took my barbie’s umbrella, I was crazy of this umbrella but it was very ugly. At the time to board in my car, my mom took my umbrella and said : « you don’t need it for the trip ». I was very capricious because I was a little pest so I insisted to take my umbrella with me. My mom had pity and was exasperated so she succumbed to my whim. I was very happy, I was happy with anything... 
I played with my umbrella until, I don’t know how I did, but I jam the handle of my umbrella in my mouth, I think I was very stupid because I can’t released my mouth... My mother cannot help me and I was panicking whereas it was very simply to pull out the handle but I was dependent and I thought my mom will help me but she was driving. Finally, after i cried and screamed a long time, I succeeded to release my mouth ! At the moment, I was relieving and my mom too but now I scoff to myself because I was a little stupid... 
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Maybe Your Worst NightmareI was in the former house of my grandparents and in my family we all thought that she was haunted. I was between 10 and 11 years old and I wore a little dress. I think it started in the afternoon. I was alone, my entire family was in the garden, so I decided to walked on this empty dark and creepy house. Suddenly, when I walked next to the TV, it light up alone and sizzled. I was so terrifying and I didn't kno what to do! I walked until the infinite, big, and frightening stairs. I gathered up my courage and went upstairs. The upstairs was even darker than the downstairs. I heard some little noises like footsteps. I was like "No stress, it's the cat!" but that was lourder than a cat. I was so stubborn and courageous for a little gril because at 16y I'm really fearful. I watched by the first window I found and saw the sky who was black, with big big clouds and with shade of red.I thought that was the end of the world and I even thought that it could have some monsters behind it.I returned to the corridors and heard a little music was played suddenly, I thought that was the TV, but I walked until the small door who gives access to the attic. I felt my heart beating so hard in my chest. I was ready to discovers the true. I was ready to open that door. I suddenly woke up in a car. My familly car. It was a dream, a nigthmare. Until my father said “We are arrived in Grandparent’s house! Woke up!” I was confused like “you want to say in the haunted house?”What would happened this day?
Maybe Your Worst NightmareI was in the former house of my grandparents and in my family we all thought that she was haunted. I was between 10 and 11 years old and I wore a little dress. I think it started in the afternoon. I was alone, my entire family was in the garden, so I decided to walked on this empty dark and creepy house. Suddenly,  when I walked next to  the TV, it light up alone and sizzled. I was so terrifying and I didn't kno what to do! I walked until the infinite, big, and frightening stairs. I gathered up my courage and went upstairs. The upstairs was even darker than the downstairs. I heard some little noises like footsteps. I was like "No stress, it's the cat!" but that was lourder than a cat. I was so stubborn and courageous for a little gril because at 16y I'm really fearful. I watched by the first window I found and saw the sky who was black, with big big clouds and with shade of red.I thought that was the end of the world and I even thought that it could have some monsters behind it.I returned to the corridors and heard a little music was played suddenly, I thought that was the TV, but I walked until the small door who gives access to the attic. I felt my heart beating so hard in my chest. I was ready to discovers the true. I was ready to open that door. I suddenly woke up in a car. My familly car. It was a dream, a nigthmare. Until my father said “We are arrived in Grandparent’s house! Woke up!” I was confused like “you want to say in the haunted house?”What would happened this day?
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At school during the break, my friend and I loved inventing stories about ghost. We thought that was funny and we liked scaring other people at school. I remember, a day during my break, I invented a terrifying story to scare everybody. I remember everything about this day, I was wearing a red dress with black tights and a pair of brown boots. I told everyone to looked at the floor, because there was blood and some smoke further. There were all frightened and it was so funny to watch. At this time, I was a very nasty with everyone, especially in school. I'd like seeing frightened people as i told my story. Now, when a think about this, I found myself very stupid doing this because it's not funny to scare children. I'm not longer a nasty girl like a I was before

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This story is real and really happened to me.
When I was 12 years old, me and my grand brother were fond of the paranormal things or the spirits and everything which concerned that. One day, a day like the others, me, my brother and my family went  to the very old house of my great grandmother to stay for the weekend. My great grand mother was living alone in this big house because my great grandfather left us; so this house was a bit creepy because a lot of persons of the family of her was maybe "dead" here. Even today I doesn't like to sleep in this house because in the night I always feel something, this feeling that Im not alone in the bedroom. However let's go back to my story, so in the afternoon, i was playing football with my brother and I needed to go to the bathroom and I here something like a  whisper saying "Grandmother take your take your cane..." I was surprised first, and I ran to the bathroom and locked the door, that whisper I heard was maybe my imagination or maybe my great grandfather, his spirit? I was confused, so I told this to mybrother but he didn't really believe to this. At the moment to go to sleep in our bedroom which are situated in the attic, I know it's weird but in the attic there is a bedroom which is very clean and locked not like the attic which is very creepy, with mouses... So during the night, I was in my bed and my brother in his bed. And suddenly we heard a big scratch noise in the attic. We were so scared but very scared, my brother told me: "Come on and let's see what it is" I follow him, terrified, the noise wasn't in the attic but in the house, we go downstairs, enter in the house and guess what was doing this noise of scratch on a door? My stupid dog who was scratching on the kitchen door!
This day was intense and strange but everything  was explainable... unlike this whiper which give me even today goosebumps.

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Looking back with an eye for an I Manon Petit

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When I was a child I use to play prank on my brothers and sisters a lot. I really enjoy the look on their face when they would realize that I swap the Febreze with their deodorant Or when they were taking a shower and I just go in the kitchen and turn on the water of the sink and flush the toilet at the same time so the shower water turn extremely cold.
One of the worst things that I've ever done was during our yearly summer vacation at my grandparent's vacation home in early August. It was a really sunny day and my mother had cooked some tuna with spinach, but, as many other kids at the time, I hated spinage from the bottom of my heart, so, I simply refuse to eat it and my mother grounded me and gave me my plate of spinage back for snack time while my siblings had a delicious looking ice cream. So, I decide that if I had to ate something that I despised so much, my relative had to have the same.
During the night, I woke up and took the carton of milk of the fridge and open it, then I took the bottle of barbecue sauce, and start pouring it in the carton of milk. I wonder during a moment if I should add a bit of orange juice in my awful mix, but the sounds of footsteps upstairs didn't let me the time to add anything else, so I just went in the backyard (because at the time, I was sleeping with my step sister in a little privative house) and go back to bed.
The next day, as I joined all my family for breakfast, I notice that strange look on their face while they just sit there, sipping on their bowl of milk. Never in my all childhood have I never felt so proud of my to them. Only to go sick  a bit after this episode because of not very fresh shrimps that I ate for dinner.

If I look at myself now, I'll say that I've changed a lot... I don't play that much prank on my sibling as much as I did before (well, I still like to scare them from time to time) mostly because 2 of them  have already left the house and I'm the biggest one now so I try not to be too mean with my little brothers. But I certainly still have that sort of "clown of the family" inside me. But I feel more introvert now, maybe junior high and high school does that, maybe it's just that I'm a terrible comedian who know? If there is one thing to remember about this story, it's that kids be kids and Karma always have your back.

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LOOKING BACK WITH AN EYE OF AN I,
EMILIE

I remember this day, it was in December, 14th of 2011, for the first time I went to a marvellous place: Disneyland. For me it was unbelievable because when I was younger, I loved disney’s princesses and all of the characters of disney world and I want to say that it doesn’t really change. On this day, I was wearing a blue jean with a dora’s white coat, and thinking at that coat, I find that I was a little bit ridiculous! I was with my mum and this day, it was snowing and very cold that is what I didn’t want to go on the morning but arriving at Paris, I was amazed by this magical atmosphere of christmas and my mum as me was very happy. I was very closed of her as today so why not remake this incredible day. At time I didn’t like thrills, rides which make loopings as my mum so we decided to go to the haunted house and I think it was the first time for me, so I was very very scared of that outgoing of this attraction, I said “ I will never return to this “  but now thinking at that, I laugh because I will never go to Disneyland without go to the haunted house. For me, now I’m very more different than than before.

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Lily.

When I was younger my best friend and I came to my best friend’s grandpa’s house.

This house was so frightening, there were creepy sounds there also was a step who had a weird sound when we walked on it. All the doors were half broken and also made scary sounds when you opened or closed them, like when you hear an ultrasound.

We went upstairs to create some clothes as we loved to do before.

This day I helped my bestie to create a tee-shirt ( who wasn’t fashion), she accidentally hurted her finger and the blood made a religious cross on the floor. We started to have chills and the ambience turned cold and I started to cry cause I’m so scared of paranormal’s things. ( I was 11 years old and my best friend was 13). The light started to flash but my bff wasn’t scared anymore she continues to do her stuff with her bloody thumb. Suddenly her grandpa shouted to go outside as quickly as possible.

Today, my bestie and I are always ignoring why her grand father told us to run away after what happened.

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Looking back with an Eye for an I, Ludivine Penet                                                     When I lost my first tooth at age 6, my parents told me to put it under my pillow before falling asleep because a little mouse would pass to exchange it for a coin. I was surprised that a mouse could carry money so I set myself the goal of catching it to reap all she had. So before I sleep I took a ball of wool that I attached to my wrist and I unrolled the ball of wool and I hung the wire in every corner of my room. So when she would enter in my room, she would be trapped and she would wake me. Later that night, I felt a sudden shock pull my wrist, I woke up happy to have caught her, and then ... I discovered my two parents tangled in the wires.

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Looking back with an Eye for an I, Ludivine Penet                                                     When I lost my first tooth at age 6, my parents told me to put it under my pillow before falling asleep because a little mouse would pass to exchange it for a coin. I was surprised that a mouse could carry money so I set myself the goal of catching it to reap all she had. So before I sleep I took a ball of wool that I attached to my wrist and I unrolled the ball of wool and I hung the wire in every corner of my room. So when she would enter in my room, she would be trapped and she would wake me. Later that night, I felt a sudden shock pull my wrist, I woke up happy to have caught her, and then ... I discovered my two parents tangled in the wires.

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Lune

" Tomorrow the children, you will make the breakfast! "

An ideal opportunity for my brother and I to show our culinary talents down from our 5 and 6 years!

7 hours, we are in the kitchen, in search of a recipe. The parents sleep obviously. Matteo, my one-year-old elder daughter, finds a brilliant idea: a pizza in sausages and in Swiss cheese. Ingredients were gathered, we begin the control of our leader - work. I see Matteo putting some sugar in our realization it seems to me completely normal, it is him the big, it is him who knows. After the arrangement of the pizza, we put all it in a plate and hup! In the oven.

A small smell went back up up to the nose of my stepfather, a smell of burnt person. By arriving in the kitchen, he lives his two step-children with a spoon in the hand, smiling, a cooking absolutely flooded with dough flour-water-sugar water and the oven beginning to overheat.. It is good years after my brother and I understood why we had taken ourselves an enormous slap.

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Looking back with an eye for an I, Manon Schambourg

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Looking back with an eye for an I, Manon Schambourg

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A long time ago, when I was 6, I looked for my mother all over the house but I didn't find her. So, I decided to search her in the street, my house was situated in a little allotment, I just searched her in it but I felt like a prince who have to save a lost princess. My mother forbade me to walk alone in the street, I did it even if she forbade me to do that because I worried about her and also because it was my dream... When I started to to get away from my house, I was very scared and when I heard some noises, I hid myself. Suddenly, I heard the voice of my mum calling me. I ran to her, she was just in the garden, hiding by a tree, she already alerted the neighbours. In the end, I felt a little but ashamed but this part of my life still rest in my head since thus moment.

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Looking back with an eye for an I, Candice

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Looking back with an eye for an I, Candice

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LOOKING BACK WITH AN EYE FOR AN I Candice

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Looking back with an eye for an I, Candice

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Looking back with an eye for an I, Candice

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This story is true, I had ten years old ans I was in 6th grade.I was alone at home  because my parents were at work. I go upstairs for play video games because before i loved play. I forgot to lock the door of my home. When i was playing in my room, I  eared someone open the door, I thought it was my mother so I spoke to her and she didn't  answer me. I decided to go downstairs when suddenly i see a old man, I was terrified. I ask him why is he here, he was really bizzar and he didn't want to go outside so i catch him with my force and i take him out. After that i've closed the door of my home and I unlock her. After that i called my dad and tell him my story, he comes five minutes later but the old man had disappeared. Few days later i learnt that the man's got a disease. So he didn't remember i think. So today I always unlock the door of my house.

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Final task, Lune
Looking back with an eye for and I

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Looking back with an eye for an I, Alexis Cazeaux

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Looking back with an eye for an I, Alexis Cazeaux

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One time hen I was 5 years old, i practiced soccer. I played a very important game, that was the finale of a tournament, and I have score a goal during this finale. I was very happy becasue that was a pretty goal and there was my family at this game. I remember this moment like one of the best moment of my life. But one year after that, i saw my ex coach, and one more time proud of this goal (that was the childhood so I very remember this moment), I spoke to him of the game and finally... Finally he said to me my goal was a basic goal, not very beautiful and e have lost the final. But I prefer keep my memorie of this moment, this moment hen I have score the goal of the year.

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I suppose it was in primary school; I had that best friend who was with me in class and we were leaving in the same bulding . We had such a big imaginary at that time that we were dreaming of a magic world;I remember that cause it was really really like... true. It was not only a game but a belief. In this world everything was beautiful and when we where moving we were fliying as if we were fairys or birds a I don't specificly remember. Now I just think that we were kids and we were dreaming zbout aperfect world were there was no school and no parents. It's funny when I think about it telling myself how stupid but also cute I usted to be.

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A banal day has just ended, it was a beautiful day! Then the evening ritual, after eating mom always lets me watch TV ten minutes, then I have to brush my teeth to rest until the next morning. Tonight, I do as usual, I go into the bathroom, I do not close the door behind me and then I grab my toothbrush, an idea as always stupid, crosses my head. I'm tired of being five years old and still not able to see myself in the mirror, when I miss so few centimeters! I look to the left, and in my field of vision: a blue pedal bin and plastic, I move to the latter and the train to where I stood before taking the latter. My dad looks at me from the living room, right in front of the bathroom, and then I hear him say, after it's been read in my thoughts, that I should not go up on that trash can to see me in this mirror because it is too weak. Nothing to do ! I ride with my little legs on this damn trash, I take my toothbrush, toothpaste, I moisturize everything, and I start brushing my teeth, everything is fine, my tip works perfectly AND BOOM! Hardly time to satisfy myself with my incredible idea that I am already on the floor, the taste of blood replaces the taste of toothpaste, and the vacuum replaces the presence of my four small milk teeth. I would have been warned, if I knew it would be worth an emergency night and a scar, I would have listened to my dad ...

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Looking Back with an eye for an I

It was the 27 April 2009 while we celebrated my cousin’s birthday. The weather was sunny and all my family was present. After the meal we decided to go to make a walk. I remember this day as it was yesterday I was happy and the day was very cool. Just before I crossed the railing to go out, I slipped on the floor and on the stone. When I got up my grandma told me “you’re bleeding “but I don’t believe she but when I looked at my leg I see it was real. I had cut myself with a big flint!!! I started to cried because it was really painful, so my mother has me to take at the doctor’s who sewed me again. It was a day that I will remember all my life because today at the age of sixteen years old I always have a scar on my leg but when I think of this now I tell myself that I have panic for nothing because today I have no more pain. In fact during my childhood I was a fearful person but it is no more the case today.

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A few months ago, I went in Paris with Léa who is my friend since one or two months, we met on internet, thanks to a mutual friend. So we went to Paris at the Japan expo, it was my dream to go there since like 3 years, i'm fond of asian culture since 2015, I like reading mangas, watching animes, listening to korean or japanese music. We went there on the 9th of July with her dad. I was soooooo happy and excited!! I couldn't even sleep, I slept like 1 or 2 hours. I was dressed up as Pikachu and Léa was dressed up as a dinosaur. The weather was a little rainy. We met a lot of nice people, i've seen a lot of beautiful cosplays,I bought a lot of kpop albums and goodies. I was the happiest girl ever. Now, I still love all the things I said before, and I really want to go there again. When I was there, it was the best day of my life and it still is. If I could travel in the past i'm sure i'd go there. I made a lot of great memories and now I miss this place.

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Looking back with an eye for and I

" Tomorrow the children, you will make the breakfast! "

An ideal opportunity for my brother and I to show our culinary talents down from our 5 and 6 years!

7 hours, we are in the kitchen, in search of a recipe. The parents sleep obviously. Matteo, my one-year-old elder daughter, finds a brilliant idea: a pizza in sausages and in Swiss cheese. Ingredients were gathered, we begin the control of our leader - work. I see Matteo putting some sugar in our realization it seems to me completely normal, it is him the big, it is him who knows. After the arrangement of the pizza, we put all it in a plate and hup! In the oven.

A small smell went back up up to the nose of my stepfather, a smell of burnt person. By arriving in the kitchen, he lives his two step-children with a spoon in the hand, smiling, a cooking absolutely flooded with dough flour-water-sugar water and the oven beginning to overheat.. It is good years after my brother and I understood why we had taken ourselves an enormous slap.

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LOOKING BACK WITH AN EYE FOR AN I

I will tell you a story which marked me in my youth life. This story passed when I was fourteen, I wanted to ride my motorbike in fields which were situated behind a road a few minutes away from my home. The weather was beautiful and I was with a friend who I like really much, he is my neighbor. I was ready to leave because I was equipped with my new dress of motocross which I had for my birthday because yes, this story took place one day after my birthday, on April 15th. Then, my friend rose behind me and we left towards this road which it was necessary to cross to arrive at these fields. A few minutes later, we arrived in front of this road and at this moment there I make my friend come down from my motorcycle and I begin to move forward to cross this road. I had verified very well that it had no car but a car, which arrived so fast, collided me. She ejected me of my motorcycle and I stayed on the ground, the road a few seconde. At this moment I am very disturbed, at the same time I am afraid and I am angry, afraid because it arrived very fast and angry because the driver didn’t respect the limit of speed. I was fourteen but I was a nervous youth, so I get up and I run towards the driver who was very angry as well as me. He began to roar me above, he was around thirty years old, he was aggressive and I was ready to defend myself by giving him a blow of helmet but a man of my village who was military saw the scene and he was directly intervened and said the fault that the driver had produced. We gave some explanation and the driver has became aware of his faults and he was escaped because he was afraid that we call the police. I was a youth nervous and now I am patient and calm down, I realise that be nervous it’s not the solution when you are victim of an accident.

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LOOKING BACK WITH AN EYE FOR AN I

This scene took place in my car in two thousand and seven when I was five years old.
I was with my mother and we left from my aunt’s house. It rained and i took my barbie’s umbrella, I was crazy of this umbrella but it was very ugly. At the time to board in my car, my mom took my umbrella and said : « you don’t need it for the trip ». I was very capricious because I was a little pest so I insisted to take my umbrella with me. My mom had pity and was exasperated so she succumbed to my whim. I was very happy, I was happy with anything...
I played with my umbrella until, I don’t know how I did, but I jam the handle of my umbrella in my mouth, I think I was very stupid because I can’t released my mouth... My mother cannot help me and I was panicking whereas it was very simply to pull out the handle but I was dependent and I thought my mom will help me but she was driving. Finally, after i cried and screamed a long time, I succeeded to release my mouth ! At the moment, I was relieving and my mom too but now I scoff to myself because I was a little stupid...

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Maybe Your Worst NightmareI was in the former house of my grandparents and in my family we all thought that she was haunted. I was between 10 and 11 years old and I wore a little dress. I think it started in the afternoon. I was alone, my entire family was in the garden, so I decided to walked on this empty dark and creepy house. Suddenly,  when I walked next to  the TV, it light up alone and sizzled. I was so terrifying and I didn't kno what to do! I walked until the infinite, big, and frightening stairs. I gathered up my courage and went upstairs. The upstairs was even darker than the downstairs. I heard some little noises like footsteps. I was like "No stress, it's the cat!" but that was lourder than a cat. I was so stubborn and courageous for a little gril because at 16y I'm really fearful. I watched by the first window I found and saw the sky who was black, with big big clouds and with shade of red.I thought that was the end of the world and I even thought that it could have some monsters behind it.I returned to the corridors and heard a little music was played suddenly, I thought that was the TV, but I walked until the small door who gives access to the attic. I felt my heart beating so hard in my chest. I was ready to discovers the true. I was ready to open that door. I suddenly woke up in a car. My familly car. It was a dream, a nigthmare. Until my father said “We are arrived in Grandparent’s house! Woke up!” I was confused like “you want to say in the haunted house?”What would happened this day?

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Maybe Your Worst NightmareI was in the former house of my grandparents and in my family we all thought that she was haunted. I was between 10 and 11 years old and I wore a little dress. I think it started in the afternoon. I was alone, my entire family was in the garden, so I decided to walked on this empty dark and creepy house. Suddenly,  when I walked next to  the TV, it light up alone and sizzled. I was so terrifying and I didn't kno what to do! I walked until the infinite, big, and frightening stairs. I gathered up my courage and went upstairs. The upstairs was even darker than the downstairs. I heard some little noises like footsteps. I was like "No stress, it's the cat!" but that was lourder than a cat. I was so stubborn and courageous for a little gril because at 16y I'm really fearful. I watched by the first window I found and saw the sky who was black, with big big clouds and with shade of red.I thought that was the end of the world and I even thought that it could have some monsters behind it.I returned to the corridors and heard a little music was played suddenly, I thought that was the TV, but I walked until the small door who gives access to the attic. I felt my heart beating so hard in my chest. I was ready to discovers the true. I was ready to open that door. I suddenly woke up in a car. My familly car. It was a dream, a nigthmare. Until my father said “We are arrived in Grandparent’s house! Woke up!” I was confused like “you want to say in the haunted house?”What would happened this day?

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