Last summer, I was with my family on holidays. We were staying in a small hotel at the country.
One day, we had a dinner in hotel restaurant. After a meal, we went upstairs. Suddenly, I rememberd that my book was in the restaurant, so I backed there. When I went there, a man was standing next to the table and he was holding my book and smiling. 'Is this your book?'- he asked. 'Yes, it is'- I said- 'Thank you.' I was talking with the man for a few minutes and later, I went bed. Next day, I talked to some people about nice man in the restaurant. 'He's a ghost!'- they told me- 'He was a hotel's owner fifty years ago, but he died last year. He loved hotel, so he didn't leave it and he comes back sometimes'. When I heard it, I felt sad. I backed to the restaurant next night too, but I didn't saw him again.
Last summer, I was with my family on holidays. We were staying in a small hotel at the country.
One day, we had a dinner in hotel restaurant. After a meal, we went upstairs. Suddenly, I rememberd that my book was in the restaurant, so I backed there. When I went there, a man was standing next to the table and he was holding my book and smiling. 'Is this your book?'- he asked. 'Yes, it is'- I said- 'Thank you.' I was talking with the man for a few minutes and later, I went bed.
Next day, I talked to some people about nice man in the restaurant. 'He's a ghost!'- they told me- 'He was a hotel's owner fifty years ago, but he died last year. He loved hotel, so he didn't leave it and he comes back sometimes'. When I heard it, I felt sad. I backed to the restaurant next night too, but I didn't saw him again.
Mam nadzieję, że jest dobrze :D