The story of a Picture
This photo was taken by my dad, in a pizzeria in little Italy in New York. It was taken on my first trip to New York, on Valentin's day.
And I love it... Because that day I was a little sad, for not having my valentine.
I love pizza, so my dad took me to eat a giant piece of pizza, bigger tan my face. We enjoyed it a lot and walked a lot that day. It was great.
The piece of pizza was ver very cheap, a little bit boring, it was just cheese but very delicious.
After that memorable pizza, We went to a concert at Madison Square Garden, it was amazing.
Finally, I remembered that I was in the city of my dreams, on an incredible journey that I will never forget. No matters saint valentine.
We enjoyed how wonderful New York looks at night and decide to eat another piece of pizza at the hotel.
the piece of pizza looks delicious hahaha also is pizza from New York! Not everyone can tell this story
ResponderEliminarThat piece of pizza looks huge and delicious
ResponderEliminarWhat a great day, I would love to go to New York for pizza
ResponderEliminarI love you to know New York
ResponderEliminarThat's a great story! I haven't been to "the hood" yet, maybe soon.
ResponderEliminarAll elements adequately covered, The message flows smoothly without major inconsistencies.
I would star adding more cohesive devises and strategies so as to have less one line sentences as a paragraph.
7 pts.
that piece of pizza looks delicious haha
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