Anglų referatas. Narrative story. Dark in the loft.
About two years ago, in summer, I had to visited my grandparents. They live in the country, so far from the city- I hate that place. I remember that all my frends have been going to the beach and my parents put me in a car and said: “You will go in Birmol, and we don’t care if you don’t want.” Of course my grandparents have been very happy, but in my mind there were a two words: three weeks, three weeks!!
Firstly, when I came there,I was realy upset and angry. I decided to learn something, so I went to the loft because grandma said that there is a realy interesting books about psichology. The loft was dark, light coming just of one little little window, on which I saw four spiders.