◖MY BEST DAY◗

I do not consider the best day, but the one I remember most with
nostalgia, was in a meeting that we had years ago with my family,
our meetings are not common but that time I enjoyed the family
life.

When I was 8 years old I played soccer with my cousins, it is not

my favorite but that time I liked it because I played it with my
cousins, my aunts were preparing the food together with my
grandmother, who noticed that she was also happy to see to live
with my uncles after a good time, she always spoiled us and that
day was no exception.

At night the coexistence did not seem to stop, since a campfire

was made where they began to tell us stories and relive old
yesterdays, since remembering is living and that day many
adventures were unlocked, already a little forgotten.

To finish off, they began to dance the rest of the night, where little
by little they fell asleep, with few people remaining, that day
makes me see how much I have grown and how things have
changed.

Pérez Castro Misael – 4IM10