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Tuesday, 20 May 2014

Travelling for adventure

When you travel, you improve your knowledge, you see other cultures, you taste other type of foods… in conclusion, when you travel, you are free. But there are people who travel to adventure.
A lot of people go on their own to other countries. They only carry a backpack and some money. They spend months, years travelling around the world. This situation can sometimes be dangerous. If you get lost, you can have several problems. You are in a foreign country, you don’ know the language, you can be in a place without medical services… for that reason, you should have some tools that you can use in those moments when the line between life and dead is very thin.
But on the other hand,, it can be the best experience in your life. Travelling around the earth, meeting people, enjoying the nature, feeling wild…
Is there something better?

   

Monday, 17 February 2014

MY FIRST LOVE

The first love is never forgets. It is a positive or a negative thing? Love is a feeling that vibrates in our guts, (*) is not something that can pass unnoticed, and like all strong things: the first love is a brand for life.

Nobody forgot the first time that you made parachute, or the first day that you go to the school: the same as the first love. Maybe, the first relationship wasn’t a good experience or maybe your first time was and unriquited love. However, the first love will be in your life forever.

My first Love, like my first kiss, like my first relationship, will always be remind in my  mind. Maybe, now, you don’t feel anything for him or her  and also you can think that it was quite absurd and silly, but the name of the first love is name of  the person who could made you new essence and also new good experiences and this is the think that made the firt Love so special.

Monday, 6 May 2013

Strange story


                                       


One legendary explain with in 1880 the big ben clock was bewitched.
One night the clock of this tower is not sound.
The people feel wich the clock sound one night and the second night not sound, successively day back day, but this isn't the only problem.
The another problem is what the night when the clock doesn't sound, one clock in the United Kingdom stop.
When pass one year,the clock's of the people what stop , started to sound loud and the people what have got this clock's are left deaf.

Urban Myth

There are lots of urban stories; some of them are really funny, like the Ricky Martin's one and some of them are really creepy.

The legend I am about to expose is really scary, if you don't know anything about Bloody Mary's legend you are reading the right essay. The myth tells us that when you are staring in fornt of a mirror and say three times: " Bloody Mary ...", then you will hear a bell ringing and from the no-where Mary will appear behind you and she will kill you.

The legend was born when Mary, a little girl, got sick and her parents thought that she was dead. Their family put a little bell inside her tomb, then, in case she ressurects she could ring the bell and they will take her out of his tomb. Nevertheless, the little girl woke up and rang the bell, but no one heard because her family already forgot her.

There are different stories about Bloody Mary; all of them are really creepy and odd. To conclude, I would like to advise you not to say Bloody Mary's name in front of any mirror, you don't want to prove if it's true or not.

Urban myth

One of the more known urban myths is the story of a girl called Veronica. According to legend, Veronica, at age of 15, went to a trip to a lost house near a big forest, with her friends. Everyone decided to spiritualism, all except her, didn't believe in such paranormal situations.
That night, during the game, a chair in the room hit her head and killed him. The other children in the home did not realize, and when one of them who was searching for her passed in front of a mirror the spirit of Veronica killed her.
Since then it is said that if you lock yourself in the bathroom and say 9 times the name Veronica, it appears and continues to haunt to hurt you. Later, a girl, did it, and at that time nothing happened, but for days strange things were happening, she think that it was product of her imagination, but, one day he saw reflected in the mirror but as she turned and wasn't found nobody, but she turned again and in the mirror saw a script in which it was said that she was Veronica and he should not have made it back, so from that day the girl was so scared I had to treat psychologically.

A strange story



Two summers ago my friends and I were celebrating my fifteen birthday in a lake which is a few minutes far from the town.

First, we got the tents ready which took us hours so we couldn’t have dinner until midnight. Next, we set up the music on a friend’s laptop but three hours later the battery was drain. We got into our tents. One by one we started to explain stupid stories which came to “horror” ones but we were in high spirits so we found them even funnier. The atmosphere inside tents was going heavy so, most of us picked up the sleeping bag and lay on the grass.

The road that carries to the lake is finding above the hill. From our location we saw the shadows of trees done by headlamps which looked like strange shapes. Then, Claudia was trying to shine the torch’s light to these shadows but instead we saw a wood’s cross. (In the morning we realised it was the top of an electricity post). Besides that, at the end of the path there is an old cottage which looks gloomy at night. Honestly we were panic.

As soon as we were falling asleep Elena said that at 6 o’clock in the morning always had happened something strange in the lake. It was nearly five in the morning, nobody made any joke this time, may be because most of us were already sleeping but I think we were still a bit scared.                  

Suddenly a strong noise woke up us; it was starting to downpour and lightning as well as thundering. We run into our tents and when we looked at the clock we were astonished, it was 6 o’clock. 

A STRANGE STORY


 One day my friend and I were at Barcelona’s metro, we were sitting in front of the train’s windows. There were few people in the metro, because it was very early. There was a strange man by our side, who was looking at us with a strange expression in his face, however we didn’t mind.

When the metro stopped at Sagrera Station the strange man walked to the metro’s door and he still looking at us. He stayed in front of the door until the alarm started to ring then he went out of the metro and continued looking us, trough the window.

First, my friend and I were really afraid , because we didn’t know him and we didn’t understand why she was looking us. Then we forget the strange meeting that had happened in the underground and we had a great day. We had enjoyed going shopping, we also watch an amazing film at the cinema and had dinner in a cosy restaurant near Catalunya square. When we returned to the metro station it was late and there was nobody.

Next, while we were waiting our train, that as usual was late, the strange man who we met that morning arrived. He did the same as he had done before; he stayed next to us just looking us without saying anything. Finally my friend, who is very brave, asked him not to looking us all the time. He just smiled and continued looking at us. When we were going to leave, our train arrived and we get into it, leaving the strange man alone in the station. We were so scared that we didn’t say anything during the trip.

Nowadays we still don’t know who was that man and fortunately we hadn’t seen him anymore. That was the most scaring and the strangest success I have never lived.

a strange story

Alligators inside American rivers.

Two years ago, one man was attacked in a river and nobody know who had been.
The police investigated this river, and they came to the conclusion, that some alligators are living in this river. The people who lived next to ther river was warried.
Nowadays, the alligators are controled.
The people of the village are happy because alligators don't attack anyone.
But, this alligators are gone the American rivers?
Somebody say yes, because their never watch it, but the government say be careful when you enter into the river.

Sunday, 5 May 2013

An strange story, "The wrong bank"

Once inside the bank shortly after midnight, their efforts at disabling the internal security system got underway immediately.

 The robbers, who expected to find one or two large safes filled with cash and valuables, were surprised to see hundreds of smaller safes scattered throughout the bank.

 The robbers cracked the first safe's combination, and inside they found only a bowl of vanilla pudding. As recorded on the bank's audio tape system, one robber said, "At least we'll have a bit to eat." The robbers opened up a second safe, and it also contained nothing but vanilla pudding.

 The process continued until all the safes were opened. They found not one pound sterling, a diamond, or an ounce of gold. Instead, all the safes contained covered bowls of pudding. Disappointed, the robbers made a quiet exit, each leaving with nothing more than a queasy, uncomfortably full stomach.

A strange story


A strange story
Three years ago, the Pobla de Segur scouts went on holiday to Esglésies, this is a little village in La Vall Fosca.
First, scouts camped in a big field because had to pass a few weeks there.
In the last night, the leaders decided to make a night of fear and prepared a fear story. After, one leader said that, a killer had escaped to the prision and the last time he had killed has in Les Esglésies.
The scouts were saying that it was true because I had gone to the newspapers and began to be afraid.
The leader finally said that killer had left prison and saw him around the field. In this moment scouts heard the sound of a motor handsaw.
Story so far is normal but the leaders told us that one of the sounds of motor handsaw hadn't been they. The sound was coming from the high mountains.

My strange story


Few years ago, when I was twelve or thirteen, my group of friends and I, used to love to build huts near the river. So, one day we proposed to look for a good place near the Sossís power plant, and that’s what we did.

That same afternoon, we went there hoping to find a nice side with strong trees and lots of sticks which could facilitate us the construction of the cabin. Luckily, we found a small space covered with a long branch that saved us more job than we thought to build the roof.

As the days passed, the hut was increasingly taking shape and stability. All we, or that’s how I remember it, worked hard to see the hut finished. Finally we achieved to finish it and, if my memory serves me correctly, it was quite welcoming.

One day like any other, we decided to spend that afternoon in our small house.
Just in front of it, there was a large mowed meadow with an only tree in the middle.
A girl was observing it. Despite she was a bit far away, it really impressed me her beauty and her soft way to touch the tree’s fruits. She was a slim girl with long blond hair and she was walking a dog.

I pointed her and I told my friends to watch the girl. Every one of them explained openly their opinion about the girl’s body and attractiveness. When we finished watching, we turn back to the hut but before entering on it I wanted to look her one more time. Strangely, the girl had disappeared. She melted. I warned my colleagues and anybody could believe it.

It was an experience that I still don’t understand nowadays, because the dimensions of the meadow and the fact that it was mowed, complicates the option that the girl had been gone or hidden.

As I said, I don’t know who or what was that beautiful girl. I have no idea.

An urban myth

One day I was in my house and I didn't have nothing to do.I decided to sit on the sofa and start watching TV.As I was moving through the channels I saw that Mythbusters was starting on Discovery Channel.

In the begging of the show the narrator explained  what myths the Mythbusters were going to test in this show,  one of them  attracted my attention a lot, and it was:Will a penny dropped from the top of the Empire State Building kill a person or penetrate the ground?This myth originated in the "boom" of the constructions of the skyscrapers in New York in 20s and 30s .The nature of the myth is that as Empire State Building  is so high, a penny dropped from its top will go so fast that can break someone's skull, or even can  penetrete the surface back on the ground.

First the Mythbusters calculated what is the maximum speed of a falling penny from  top of a building.After that they equipped and setted a special pneumatic gun to shoot coins with the speed they've calculated.Later  they made three possible surfaces where the penny can fall and they were:asphalt,concrete and a model of a human head made from ballistic gel.Jamie did the first try by shooting a penny in concrete  from 1 m.After he made the try in the concrete suprisingly there was a little scratch,but it didn't penetrate and this part of the myth was busted.Next Adam putted the model of the head,he shooted and on the head there was only a little scratch but no breaks.As they've seen the results Adam decided to put his hand against the gun.Jamie pulled the trigger and Adam felt only a little bit of pain,there wasn't even blood.Finnally they've concluded that this myth is totally busted.

And once again I realised that all those urban legends are totally fake which are used to scare people,but let's not  throw  coins from high buildings because someone can remain without an eye.

A STRANGE STORY


This strange story has happened in the end of the last summer. I was in my hometown, Hortoneda, and my cousin Maria and her friend Andrea had came to pass a few days. As is naturally, I was so excited because I hadn’t seen my cousin for months. I remember that I passed all day with them talking and having fun in my cousin’s house.

After to spend a great day, Maria’s mom invited me to stay there and dinner with Maria and Andrea because this night she and her husband were planning to go out. I accepted happily as well.  Then, Maria, Andrea and I prepared our dinner and we watched a TV series; however I had a great idea!  thought that we could watch a terror film and I asked my cousin if she could search some terror film in to the TV and she said that she would do it but that she wouldn’t see it because she was too tired, therefore Andrea and I stayed in the living room to see the film, which is called “The ring”. While we were watching it, we felt so, so upset and nervous but in the same time we were excited because of the plot. Finally, the film had ended and it was too late so I decided to go home.

The night was very dark and only a few lampposts lighted up the street. I was so stunned as a result of the film that I had already seen so, I started running fast. I really felt very nervous and when I was not more than two hundred metres approximately from my house I saw a strange shadow which it was too close to my house. I was very scared because I didn’t know if it was really somebody or it was only my mind. What is more, that I’m short – sighted and in that moment I didn’t have my glasses.

Next, I decided to continue walking but with any security in every step. I was so alert of anything around. When I arrived where the shadow was I saw that it was just that, a shadow and that nobody was there. In that moment I felt very relief. The next morning I explained everything to Maria and Andrea and Andrea was very understanding but my cousin said that that’s the result of watching horror films. Nevertheless, I still seeing horror films!  

A strange story

It was the 31th October, I was walking back home and it would be around midnight. That night, my friends and I had had a funny dinner in which we had got dressed up in our best Halloween costumes; I decided for a horrifying beldam dress. But let's move to what happened at midnight... 

My house was about a hundred metters from the place where we spent the night, not so far. However, I would say that, in that moment, those seemed the longest hundred metres I had ever walked through. While I was midway, more or less, I realized a man moving towards me a few meters away.  

In a first moment, I thought it would me my imagination and it wasn't anything to worry about. Therefore, my heartbeat increased and my heart was moving faster and faster, as well as the man's walking. As I got so nervous and I couldn't stay longer there, hearing how that suspicious man followed me, I suddenly began to run as fast as I could. I did't want even to throw my head back to look if he was still there. I arrived home save and sound... Nevertheless, I fell asleep with the uncertainty of who was that strange guy. 

The next day, I woke up with a text message... "Did you get scared yesterday, little witch?". I couldn't believe that! My friends spent me a disgusting joke! They wanted to play, didn't they? Good, let's play!



Saturday, 4 May 2013

The ghost hitchhiker ( a strange story)


Last week, when we went to a pajama party in Laura’s house, we tell some terror histories and myths. When it was Susan time, all the girls made silence, because it was an intriguing history. 

She explained that although anybody know the place who happened the history, everyone says that the people who drove on roads, highways or freeways, they saw a hitchhiker who after disappeared. Sometimes, the girl left at the same time when the car is in movement. Susan said that the legend had been explained for centuries. In the past, the young hitchhiker was stopped the carriage or she climbed the horse. Then, Susan said that the girl was dressed a white dress or black dress, it depends. Inn general she was near a dangerous curve. As soon as the people get on the girl in their car, she didn’t say anything. Finally, the girl disappeared and the driver has an accident.


Susan thinks that the hitchhiker was a bride who died in the same curve, but I don’t think it. My personal opinion is that all that kinds of stories are urban myths and I don’t believe in myths. Although I need to confess that I’m a bit afraid.


STRANGE STORY


Last winter, in a very, very cold day, I went walking for my village, because I was busy to sudy hard.

While I was walking for the street, i thouht that I could go to visit the place in where my family have the cows. It wasn’t to far as I was and when I arrive it I listened through the door  and I didn’t listen anything. Then I decided to enter inmediately to know what was happening but the key of the door was in my house. Becouse of this, I ran to search the key

After that I retuned to the cow’s place and could listen some cows clucking, then I opened the door and I saw my father doing some jobs in the place and the cows ateing some cereals form the ground.

In the end, my father told my that he had taken the cows to the forest when I went to visit it for the first time, because of this, I didn’t listen them

A STRANGE STORY



Few days ago, I was enjoying a fantastic weekend with my family in Barcelona. I don’t use to go there because it’s so far from my village, but I sometimes like visiting the city!

It was a cloudy and quite windy afternoon of April when I was lying in my bed while reading a slightly awesome book. I was ending it and the story had been putted really interesting. It was just in the end when the main character crashed his motorbike on a red car and consequently broke his neck and both arms. Then the tragic story finished.

It was six O’clock when my lovely cousin Alba called me and asked if I would like going for a walk in Spain’s Square. I was so stressed because I’m a very outgoing person, so I thank that going out was an excellent idea. I answered her that we would meet in twenty minutes in front of my house. 

When we met, we agreed on going to Las Arenas Shopping centre. After shopping for a while, we felt extremely exhausted, so we decided to go up to the huge, round viewpoint which is located at the top of the center. We managed to arrive there quickly. 

No longer time ago, while we were recording the amazing landscape we heard a loud noise on the road. Can you imagine what had happened? A motorbike crashed on a red car! What’s more, the biker broke his neck!

Finally, we returned home and, nervously, I read to Alba and my mum the book’s ending. Nobody was able to believe what I was saying! What a terrible causality!