My name is Martí Pascual I'm writting this from an island near Barcelona.
My brother and sister and my parents are here too.We are lost.
I don't like the place because we haven't got any games.There are a lot of insects and it is very hot and sunny. I don't do anything because the temperature is very hot. My brother is ill because the food is horrible. We eat fish and insects every day and drink water of the sea. We can't survive here.
Martí Pascual.
dimecres, 21 de maig del 2008
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