An amazing adventure

That’s an adventure that I had when I was living in Cairo, Egypt. I had arrived there two months ago and I loved Egypt and the pyramids. The first day of the holidays I took the day to visit the pyramids.

At ten o’clock every day many buses left the city and go to the pyramids full of tourists. After three pyramids, the bus stopped in the last one, small and discarded. I entered with a family and a girl. The family turn left to a corridor and I and the girl were watching the hieroglyphics. Without realising I pressed a picture of a bird and the brick went inside of the wall. A door appeared in front of me. I didn’t know what had happened. The girl looked me surprised and she introduced herself. Her name was Lisa and she was from London. After a small conversation we entered in the door. There was a tunnel after the door. We continued walking and then we arrived to a room. Suddenly, the walls began to move and the room was becoming more and more small. Luckily there was a small door in the floor and we appeared in other room, that was very big and plenty of things. It was the treasure of a pharaoh.

Ten minutes later, many people were around the pyramid. Before many questions of newspapermans, it had arrived the moment to return to my house so I said goodbye to her. I haven’t seen her for ages, but I know she will always be my friend because of that day.

Narrative

It’s 2012 and I haven’t seen my friend Pablo since 2005, he went to England because his parents had work there and he was just 12 years old so he had to go with them . When he left Spain I was so sad but I  hope’d that he would return the next year with gifts for all our friends and especially for me, I was Young and innocent.

The years passed and he never came back so I started to forget him more year after year, until this year when I forgot him completely at the start of the year. But, last month I met my old friend John who went with Pablo and me to the school and he told me that he had been living in England the last 2 years and he met Pablo at a disco the last year and he gave him a thing for me, it was my old football ball which I gave to him the last day we spent together before he went to England. At that moment, I felt so bad because he remembered me and I forget him completely.  After this I went to my house and I tried to find him on facebook and I added him and we talked about 5 hours , at this moment we promised to never forget eachother and to meet someday at our old school to remember the old times we spent together.

After this I realised that I haven’t seen him for ages but I know he will be always my friend.

Moving

One day while I was watching TV my parents called me, they asked me about my situation at school and my relationships with the classmates, I thought those questions were not very important and I just answered without thinking about it, but many days later my parents told me about changing home and college. I was astounded at first and I refused It to them, but I didn't have anything to do, my father had to change where he worked because he was promoted.

After that, I ran into my room and started to cry, I felt furious and miserable because if I had to change my college I would lose many friends like Bob, my best friend who I known since I have memory.

My mother came a few hours later to explain me the importance of moving to the new house and college, she said to me: A real friend  would never forget you, those words made me think about it and after a while I accepted the move. This happened a long time ago, I haven't seen Bob since that, but I know he will always be my friend.