This summer, I went to Lanzarote for a few days. I was having funny holidays there; we were doing a lot of things, like for example to raise the mountains by riding a camel, or to go to preciously beaches. We spend the week there having fun but the day to leave the island arrived. While we were doing the baggage we heard like a sound of a strange alarm. We went to the reception of the hotel and everybody was shouting, we answered what was happening and somebody answered us that the hotel was burning out. We decided to leave the hotel without our baggage; we were only thinking in taking a taxi and go to the airport. While we were in the taxi there was an absolute silence, anybody was saying anything, we were thinking how a nice holidays could convert in a horror holidays…
