When there's no memorable journey......

Once upon a time I went to Vietnam to meet a friend.

I packed lots of food for I didn't know if I liked vietnamese food. Also clothes and money.

I travelled alone for I didn't want anyone to go with me, but Mariana's spirit did go.

While I was in the plane I kept talking to Mariana's spirit but only I could see it, so the other people must have thought I was crazy.

I saw many, many things that I can't describe with words. I was happy all the time, for meeting my friend and spending time knowing new places and a totally different culture.

This is all an imaginary story for I have no memorable journey.

Madalena Rodrigues, 11º B