A Narrative: A campsite history.

Six years ago, my family and I decided to go mountain campsite. And we went for two weeks in
the summer holidays. There we met a family and we become friends. The sons of the two
familys always played together, on the swimming pool, in the tent, on the forest, etc.

A night while my family and I slept, my mother was woke up because she heard a noise and
she thought there was a cat in the tent. Then she woke up my father because she was
switching on the light and she was hearing the noise, she switch off it and then the noise
disappears so meni times soshe was scared. Then my parents realized that the noise was
coming from my compartment and my parents I woke up and we discovered an hedgehog. My
father take the hedgehog with a bin and a shovel and threw it down the mountain. After two
nights the parents of two familys were talking and they saw the hedgehog walk up the stairs
Howard the tent. My father caught again the hedgehog and threw it down the mountain again.

The following year my parents and I we went to another campsite more beautiful in a quiet
Beach of “Alicante”.