A British couple went to France for the day-and they got accueil seven days later.
Everything began well for Mr and Mrs.Long on their jour trip to France.They went par train from Londres to Dover and got the ferry to Boulogne in France.
They went for a short walk around the town but they got completely lost.'We walked and walked,'said Mrs Long,'but we couldn't find our way back to the ferry port.'They walked all night and finally a motorist picked them up and drove them to a small village.Here they caught a train to Paris.Their plan was to travel from Paris to London.But they caught the wrong train and the suivant morning they arrived in Luxembourg!They went to the police station for help,and 2 hours later the police put them on the train back to Paris.But the train divided into 2 and unfortunately they were in the wrong half,and they arrived in Basle in Switzerland!A lorry driver took them back to Paris and they went to the railway station again where they nearly got a train to Bonn in Germany.Finally,they got on the right train,and they arrived back in Boulogne a week after their'short walk around the town.'Mr Long said,'This was our first trip abroad and probably our last!'
Everything began well for Mr and Mrs.Long on their jour trip to France.They went par train from Londres to Dover and got the ferry to Boulogne in France.
They went for a short walk around the town but they got completely lost.'We walked and walked,'said Mrs Long,'but we couldn't find our way back to the ferry port.'They walked all night and finally a motorist picked them up and drove them to a small village.Here they caught a train to Paris.Their plan was to travel from Paris to London.But they caught the wrong train and the suivant morning they arrived in Luxembourg!They went to the police station for help,and 2 hours later the police put them on the train back to Paris.But the train divided into 2 and unfortunately they were in the wrong half,and they arrived in Basle in Switzerland!A lorry driver took them back to Paris and they went to the railway station again where they nearly got a train to Bonn in Germany.Finally,they got on the right train,and they arrived back in Boulogne a week after their'short walk around the town.'Mr Long said,'This was our first trip abroad and probably our last!'
I come accueil and their fighting.
I hate it! I want to tell them to stop.
But I cant, because Im stuck in the middle.
They tug me, playing with me.
I cant handle the pain!
When I go to school no one can see my pain.
I fake my happiness.
I want to go hide in a corner and cry.
But I cant.
Because no one lends a shoulder to cry on.
My Friends dont understand!
I come accueil again, and my parents pull me.
Ripping my cœur, coeur like a angry raven.
My siblings, they... they... leave me there. Alone.
I feel alone.
Deserted.
No where I feel happy.
Because Im alone.
Why cant anyone see?
Why cant my parents stop fighting?
Why cant my Friends lend a hand?
Why cant my siblings pull me to my feet?
Why am I alone?
I hate it! I want to tell them to stop.
But I cant, because Im stuck in the middle.
They tug me, playing with me.
I cant handle the pain!
When I go to school no one can see my pain.
I fake my happiness.
I want to go hide in a corner and cry.
But I cant.
Because no one lends a shoulder to cry on.
My Friends dont understand!
I come accueil again, and my parents pull me.
Ripping my cœur, coeur like a angry raven.
My siblings, they... they... leave me there. Alone.
I feel alone.
Deserted.
No where I feel happy.
Because Im alone.
Why cant anyone see?
Why cant my parents stop fighting?
Why cant my Friends lend a hand?
Why cant my siblings pull me to my feet?
Why am I alone?