the summer of 2007, when I was 8 years old.That summer I had a picnic with friends. It's summer a memorable one for me.
on that day, we met the bus at 8.00 p.m. we caught the bus to the mountains are quite far from the city. in which we play the same songs and snacks. Until a few people in the group are adventurers have asked me in the forest nearby and I have our own local Italian split and go deep into the forest, we go in there until the Sun driver and some people feel tired, we offer spinning cursor again.But it's not easy-we've lost.Sun increasingly dark but we still don't see the way out of the forest on the road ... we find the exit being placed down a deep hole.We call on the carpet setting but no one to save. a few people we pass out because of the pain, in part because of lack of water and food. some people feel hopeless and began to cry.the others are also weary of having to search for khụy should sit down despite the night's coming.
Fortunately we heard the barking dog, and people call us. We run out of strength left to call for help. and our dreams come true my other friends who were visiting with rescue workers and police. We are taken out of the pit and come out of the forest in a secure manner.
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