When I was ten years old we went to the Portugal for our holiday. I went with my grandparents. We went by bus to a diffirent place each day.
One day we visited an old castle in the mountain. There was a pirson at the bottom of the castle. When we were visiting the pirson, we heard a strange noise. The noise was very, very scared. We thought that there was a ghost and we run away quickly.
The next day we meet a professor in the town next to the castle. He told us that there really was a ghost. It was a ghost of a princess who died in the pirson. We were very sad!

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