WRITING EXERCISE PAGE SEVENTEEN STUDENT BOOK

I was on vacations, near Girardot, that morning. I woke up at 7:00. I was walking around the house, when I saw a shadow throught the forest. That shadow looked like a person. I could see this thing for a few seconds, at the moment I felt curious and a little scared.

Then my cousin Andres told me a story about a monkey. That monkey disapeared one day, some people told that this monkey died by a rock threw by someone. Maybe Andres was playing me a joke.

This thing could have been the monkey of girardot or was an imagination trick. I was 8 or 10 years old, when I was a child I had an active imagination maybe was that or was the monkey of girardot. It's still a mistery to me.