martes, 18 de marzo de 2014

My Worst Holiday - Karen

It was in Cochabamba in January. It was when we went to the market in Trufi with my mom and sister but I fell sleep, then I woke up. They weren't anymore there. Then I waited at the stop that I knew and went back up to my house (?) When I got home fortunately I could open the door because it was open? When I arrived, my dad was at home and I told him everything that happened. Then I called my mom and when they returned they said they forgot that was with them. That day was horrible, "the worst day of my vacation"

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