Fortunately everything was fine because we were flying with the same company.

Next time I'll try to get a direct flight, if it's possible!

On 3rd July I went there at 3 o'clock p.m. to piss before having lunch. We were talking and eating macaroni when I realized I had forgotten my mobile phone on the top of the toilet paper, so I ran over back there. In that moment I felt nervous thinking about someone having picked it up. However, it was in the same position that I had left it. I nearly missed lost my mobile phone!

My parents are divorced, and in at that time my brother and I had to go to our father’s house every fifteen daiys. In one of that weekends, we went to visit a farm school (I don’t remember where). We had a very good time among animals, feeding the goats, going in horse carts and riding donkeys.

At the end of the morning, we had to return to the cars in order to get to the house and have lunch, and I insisted to on going in my grandmother’s car (who came with as us from the beginning). We were behind my father’s car, following him, and nothing indicated that something bad was about to happen. Suddenly, a sharp curve appeared to as in front of us on the road, and my father slowed down. We knew it had rained the night before, and the road could be a bit wet. My grandmother slowed down too, but the wheels slipped anyway. We ran off the road, but luckily (I want to think so) we stopped because we hit a STOP sign that slowed us down.

Apart from the crash nothing catastrophic happened, and my father called the ambulance and the police.

I thought that I didn’t get had not had any consequence about that, but four months after the accident I was frightened of curves in on the road.

We went to Baqueira for a weekend to ski. I remember that as soon as I put on the skis, I was terrified—I kept losing control. Little by little, I started gaining confidence, but it did not last long. While trying to stop, my skis spread apart, and I fell to my knees. I remember feeling a lot of pain.

It took me a week to go to the doctor's and have an ultrasound because the pain had decreased, although I was still uncomfortable. I had torn my soleus muscle by 3 cm. I had to stop doing sports for about two months and do rehabilitation, mostly in the swimming pool.

Since then, I have never worn skis again. Luckily, I now have another boyfriend, and his hobbies are not dangerous! 😉

That day I was playing football against Guissona. The match seemed like the others for me, but nearly the at half time, I jumped and when I put my foot on the grass, my knee went to back. got injured (twisted)

In that moment, I didn’t really feel really pain in my knee. However, I knew something strange happensed to me and I called my coach for to change me.

The next day, I went to the hospital. In spite of the fact that I could walk normally, when the doctor checked me, he explained to me about a problem in my knee ligament.

After many medical tests, the doctor confirmed that I had torn the ligament and the meniscus of my knee and my necessity of I needed a surgical operation.

In march of 2023, I received the operation and three months later I could start walking without help. After a lot of recuperation recovery, nowadays I have my knee completely recuperated recovered.

Sixteen years ago I went to the park with my son after school. Every day we would meet there with his friends to have a snack and play for a while.

That day I explained to him that we couldn't stay there for more than half an hour because we had a dentist's appointment. Marcel was very afraid of the dentist so he hid. After a while I realised that he was not playing with his friends. I panicked and started looking for him around the park, I asked all the mothers about him and I phoned his father in case he had gone home alone. However, I had no luck. Nobody had seen him. I was desperate and didn't know what to do.

Suddenly I thought I saw a shadow behind a tree. I approached from behind and there was my son!

He had been hiding there the whole time. What a horrible experience!

I woke up suddenly and saw the time. I only had forty minutes to get there. I panicked. I got dressed quickly, didn’t have breakfast, and ran out of the house. The university was far away, so I walked as fast as I could. The whole way, I was thinking about what would happen if I was late: Would they let me in? Would I fail the exam?

When I arrived, they were giving out the exam papers. I went into the classroom quietly, trying not to attract attention. My heart was still beating fast, but I sat down and started answering the questions. I felt nervous for arriving so late.

In the end, I finished the exam and got a good grade. But after that, I learned to set more than one alarm, especially on important days.

At mid morning I went out to explore a bit. In fact, I had no idea how big is the Garden was. I went too far and, suddenly, I found out that I was lost in the wood! I walked for about one hour and, in that time, I didn’t see anybody (later I was told sometimes boars and deers were seen there when nobody was around).

In the end I was about two hours walking around before I got could come back to the office. My new boss laughed a lot when I said to ( or told) him why I had been missing for so much time.

- Perphaps It’s the same what that passed happened to your predecesor! -. He said ominously.