Hello! i just came in contact with your request and I wanted to take the opportunity. I am a student and blogger and I write about lots of things. I wrote for many school competitions and magazines!
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I was leaving the museum after visiting every little part of it. The wind was blowing nicely and the cold weather would give me the chills of winter. I was concentrated on the view outside, searching for places, things or people to photograph. In the beginning I intended to take a photo of the small tunnel that led me to the opening gates of the museum, but an old man with a baby stroller in front of him took my attention.
I decided to get close to them, not in a weird way, but to take a better look at what my eyes caught. I got close enough to hear the old man’s hoarse voice; it reminded me of my grandfather that I lost a few years ago. The strange thing is that his voice gave me shivers because of the thought of him narrating old stories or fairy tales. So there I was, walking by a few steps behind them, hearing clearly what he was telling his baby grandson.
I will only write down the parts that I can remember – but this was not all he said.
”Listen carefully, my dearest, as the world we know will change by the time you will be able to understand it” he said after a few minutes of silence. The baby was quiet as a mouse.
”Now, let me tell you another story about the times unfortunately you might have missed.” He then took a deep breath.
”There was a time when..