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Holiday at the wrong place

We are going to Spain in the summer. I am really excited, and can't wait to go on the plane. My parents weren't that enthoushiastic. They were worrying about our hotel, because it is full of reservetions and we must arrive on time, before every room is reserved.

I don't worry about that at all. I was already dreaming from the day I heard we are going to Spain about beautiful beaches, brown people and blue seas.

I love swimming and my sisters do, too. The only thing that is sad that I need to leave my horse Antics behind. He is such a beauty.

Today is the day we are finally going to Spain. After we leave from Schiphol, we will fly to the airport that is the nearest to our hotel.

We will go with five people, my mother and father, my two sister Janice and Christien, and me, Rose. Janice and Christien are twins, and they don't look like eachother at all. In fact, they are completely different.

Yesterday I packed my stuff already because we need to leave early and I don't want to go up really early, because I like sleeping a lot. I will miss my bed really much this holiday.

We finally arrive at Spain nearby our hotel. We reserved it and were on time, and after we packed everything out and had a really good diner, Christien and I decide to go for al walk, because we sat a lot.

So we walk up to the beach. We walk silently up to the water. Christin spreads out the little blanket she got with her and we sit on it.

"This sunset is beautiful," she says, looking at it with happines.

"I love al the colours that are in it," I replie.

She nods and we sit on the blanket for a long time. After the sun went down in the sea, all the colours start to change into blue. I stand up from the blanket.

"Should we look a bit to the right?"

"OK, wait a moment."

After she packs the blanket up, we walk together to the right side of the beach. The waves are calm, rolling up to us, while te sky is slowly chanching to blue.

After five minutes, we see a board with a little note on it: "Forbidden entrance."

We look at eachother, already knowing what we are thinking.

"Not gonna listen to that."

We step behind the board, and even though there is nobody on the beach, I feel a little tension going trough my body.

A really weird smell comes in my nose, and all of a sudden, a garbage pile shows up.

Christin throws up when she smells the rotten smell of cheese, eggs, smoothies and plastic bottles.

I squeeze my nose, hoping this isn't true.