Horror story

The third owner of the house had been Michael, a posh of a multi millionaire businessman that had bought the house at the age of 18 to celebrate his birthday, he had wanted to celebrate it at a big house so he had decided to bought that house, but anyone had advised him about the terrible curse of the house.

The father, who had bought the house to his son, was a terrible man, he had traded slaves in Africa and had been a non-scruples man, so he had been proud of what he had done. Killing and selling people had been usual for him.

One night, the wind was blowing strongly, the rain was pouring without stop, but they didn’t care, because inside of the house, Michael was celebrating a party, the biggest party ever celebrated. Then, a sound from Michael’s father made the music stop, everybody made silence and someone switched the lights off, seconds later, the principal door opened. Michael only could saw a figure in the shadows. It was the personification of the dead. An army of dark african slaves killed all the people in the party. The slaves gave them lashings till the end of their life. It was a cruel long dead. Then, a voice said, “This is the terrible curse that I brought to this house.”

What drives me crazy

What drives me crazy

As a student, there’s a lot of things that drive me crazy from teachers.

One of these things is when you are willing to finish the class and run out because you hope the teacher will forgot to say the homework, but, instead of that, the teacher SETS that boring homework for tomorrow.

Or when they repeat several times the same lesson, THAT’S BORING, moreover, they only do that when you understand what they explained, but, when you don’t, they cannot repeat it because there’s no time in of. Another big error that teachers commit is that they explain a difficult unit in 30 minutes, doesn’t matter how perfect the teacher is, it’s impossible to learn a unit in less of 1 hour!

But, for a few students, I’m included, something that driveS us crazy is when our favourite teacher says I will write it down when you speak catalan, the sensation is undescriptable, for a while you are thinking to complain, but then you remember she is your lovely teacher.

Apart from that, something that drives me crazy is when a teacher complains that we don't have time when she/he has been quiet for a long time because she/he thought its appropriate.

Also when the teachers ask you all the time because you didn’t understand, and it seems like she/he is humiliating you. But there’s a thing that is more humiliating than that, when a teacher, makes a joke with you, that’s embarrassing, and drives me crazy!

But, the thing that drives me most crazy is when the teacher puts you a 4 when you have a 4.6, that’s from people with no-heart, luckly, our english teacher is grateful.

Romeo and Juliet

HI! Here I leave you a review of a story that our teacher gave us, I hope you  like it

The montagues family planned a party where the capullets couldn't enter, but Romeo and Mercutio still decided to enter at the party.
There he saw Juliet and for an instant he forgot Rosaline, after that he started to speak with Juliet and the nephew of the montague's family discovered Romeo, so the nephew went to kill him, but the montague's father stopped the nephew and said that in his party no-one would die.

Romeo, after the party, climbed to Juliet room and he said that he wanted to marry with her. Then they said to a monk what they pretended to do. But the nephew killed Mercutio and Romeo made his revenge.
Then they knew that Juliet was going to be married with paris. So, she wanted a potion that makes her sleep for two days and Juliet send to Romeo a letter saying that she wasn't dead , but the letter never arrived, what caused that romeo killed himself, and when juliet woke up, she killed herself too.