I was there because I had finally turned 18 and wanted to get my first tattoo. It was something I had been looking forward to with great excitement. Plus, I wasn't alone: my dad came with me, which made the moment even more special.

While the tattoo artist was getting everything ready, I sat there trying to stay calm. When he started, I felt nervous and a little pain, but also a lot of happiness. My dad looked at me and smiled, as if he understood exactly how I was feeling, because he got his first tattoo when he was 14 and now has both arms completely covered in tattoos.

When he finished, I looked at my tattoo in the mirror and felt proud. It wasn't just ink on my skin, it was a memory, a moment shared with my dad. From that day on, I started to like tattoos even more. I don't have many, but each one means something special, and it all started that day, at age 18, with my dad by my side.

Well, everything was going well, and then, all of a sudden, I noticed that my bag felt different. Anyway, I checked quickly, and my phone was gone.

Before long, I started to panic because I realized someone had taken my phone from my bag. So, I told my friends, and we looked around, but we couldn’t find anything. The next thing I knew, I felt really sad and angry at the same time.

In the end, I accepted that my phone was stolen. Finally, I tried to stay calm and enjoy the rest of the night.

This happened last October. In the beginning, I was feeling excited but also a little nervous. I was with my best friend because we decided to get our first tattoos together. We went to the tattoo studio because there was a special promotion: two for one.

At that moment, I was thinking a lot about the design and if it would hurt. Anyway, we chose our tattoos and waited our turn. Before long, it was my turn, and I sat down trying to stay calm. Then, all of a sudden, the tattoo artist started, and I realized it didn’t hurt as much as I expected.

The next thing I knew, it was finished. The tattoo cost me 100,000 pesos, which was a really good price because of the promotion. In the end, I felt very happy and proud of myself. Finally, I realized that getting my first tattoo was a special experience that I will always remember, especially because I shared it with my best friend.

In the beginning, I was at home and I took the elevator to go down for a delivery. Well, as I was going back up, the elevator suddenly got stuck. Fortunately, it happened on the second floor out of ten. The doors opened, but I only saw a wall with cables.

All of a sudden, I felt very nervous. I pressed the emergency button, but nobody helped me. The elevator started making loud noises and began moving down to the nearest floor. Finally, the doors opened; I ran out as fast as I could and took the stairs instead. I felt really scared during the whole situation.

This happen when we were walking through the main square and there was a BMX stunt show. A promoter asked for volunteers, and before I could hide, my cousin pointed at me. All of a sudden, people started clapping, and I couldn’t say no.

The next thing I knew, I was at the top of a ramp about to try a very dangerous sport. I went down shaking and crashed into a pile of boxes. I wasn’t hurt, just completely embarrassed.

While I was standing up, a woman hugged me and started talking to me. I was confused until I realized she was mistaken for someone else — she thought I was her niece. It was so awkward.

Anyway, the host of the event came over to joke about my “great performance,” and I ended up speaking to someone famous in front of everyone. Then I checked my pocket and realized I had lost something valuable — my wallet. I almost panicked, but before long a little boy returned it. He also handed me an old coin he found next to it. I had found something unusual on the worst-best day ever.

That night I think about how embarrassed I felt at first, but later, I couldn’t stop laughing.

This happened in 2021 when I traveled to New York for my 15th birthday trip. I was on Fifth Avenue with my family because it was my special celebration. While we were walking, I really wanted some AirPods. My dad wasn’t very sure, but he finally bought them for me. I was very happy. Later, we went to eat, and I opened them there. I felt so excited.

The next day, we were traveling back to Colombia. I put the AirPods in the front pocket of my backpack and placed it under the airplane seat. When we arrived in Bogotá, I still had them. Then we flew to Bucaramanga. When we were in the car leaving the airport, I checked my backpack and they were gone. I don’t know if they fell out, if I left them somewhere, or if someone took them.

In the end, I felt very sad and disappointed. Since that day, my dad said he will never buy me new headphones again.

We missed the flight because we confused the boarding time. We ran to the gate, but it was already closed, and we had to buy new tickets for the next day.

We felt disappointed, but we also couldn’t stop laughing at the situation. In the end, we stayed one more night in Bogotá, and finally, the next day we flew to San Andrés and everything turned out fine.

In the beginning, the wedding was on Saturday and it was perfect. Everything was beautiful and we had a great time with my all close friends. On Sunday, we decided to go out to a dance club and continue partying.

Anyway, after going out, we went back to my friend’s Airbnb to keep the party going. It was a crazy night, I stayed there with my friends. We were talking, listening to music, and drinking. Before long, it was very late. So we said, “Let’s sleep for a little.”

The next thing I knew, I woke up at 11 a.m. and I had missed my flight, the flight was on monday at 7a.m. All of a sudden, I felt very stressed because I didn’t have more money to buy another ticket. So I had no other option to go back home by bus.

It was a trip of more than 14 hours, and I had a terrible hangover. I felt super sick the whole time.

In the end, I arrived home exhausted and went directly to work the same day. It was a terrible experience, but now it’s a funny story.

Before long, when we were almost arriving at our house, on a nearby street another motorcycle with two people suddenly blocked our way. All of a sudden, one of them took out a gun and started telling us to give them our things. The next thing I knew, he turned off the motorcycle and made us get off.

My mother, very scared, quickly hid her bracelets and only gave them her chain. As for me, they didn’t steal anything because I wasn’t carrying anything valuable.

In the end, we were very frightened, and we ran home as fast as we could.

This happened when I was in 5th grade. My school football team played a match against the professional players from Atlético Bucaramanga in front of everyone.

So, I was very excited to see Sherman Cárdenas on the field. I had seen him many times before at the stadium and during training, and I was a huge fan.

And, then, all of a sudden, Sherman looked at me and recognized me! He smiled and waved at me in front of the whole school, and I felt like a superstar.

In the end, I was the happiest kid in the world because a legend remembered who I was.

So, last Saturday I went to a studio called

"Erwinktatto" in the Bucaramanga. I was there with my friend David. I was so excited!

Well, I sat in the chair and just thought: “ no turning back.”

When the needle touched my skin. It hurt so much!!!

I tried to be brave, but after ten minutes I was sweating.

When he finished, I looked at myself in the mirror. It looked terrible... it looked like A FRIED EGG! I wanted to cry. But David laughed a lot, and then I laughed too.

Anyway, I paid and went home.

My mom laughed at me and just said: "Don't worry, it gives you character!"

In the end, I started to like my funny egg tattoo. It was a good anecdote to tell.

I wouldn't get another tattoo, but I treasure that memory in my heart in a unique way.

In the beginning I went for a haircut to my favorite barbershop.

When I entered the barbershop I felt very strange.

Then I saw a new barber, tall, very handsome, but he was looking at me very strangely.

And then, behind him, my old barber appeared and told me I was his best apprentice, and he left me alone with him.

From the moment I sat down, I felt there was something more, and I didn't know what to think.

The air was thicker; I felt his hands on my head as if there were a ulterior motive beyond the morning haircut.

He moved closer and closer to my face, and the tension grew until he kissed me.

I was stunned, I didn't know what to do, much less say anything.

When it was over, he gave me his number and told me to call him.

I ran out and stood there wondering whether to accept or not.

In the end i think that any can decide but my sister say me that he a intersting chance.