STORY ABOUT MY CHILDHOOD
I was only ten years old when my family and I went on holiday in Cattolica. In those days, during the week of Ferragosto, there was people everywhere . One day we decided to go to the beach and after at the restaurant. The beach as full of people but we found a little place. Suddenly when I was going to the toilette with my mum I didn't see her. I was really worried because I was in trouble. But I heard the voice of my mum screamer my name so I immediately found her and continued my holiday!
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