Last month on 22nd September I lived the worst day of my life. I was with my family in Punta Cana and were on holidays. We were very well until the flood started to flood the city.
A big wave from the sea arrived at the coast. When the wave hit us there was a lot of noise abd all the people were shouting, it was dark and we couldn't see what was happening. We opened the window to see why people were frightened and we saw a lot of wtaer under us. We stayed there without moving.
Afterwards, when we arrived in La Cellera de Ter we could see that 500 people died and we were very lucky because uor bedroom was on the top floor of the hotel. Finally, my family and my friends were calm.ç
GOODBYEEEEEEEE(:
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