Date: 4/9/2017
By Beatrice Wielich
We went on the trip with our Maths teacher. We were in a city with pinkish buildings, white statues everywhere and perfectly straight streets. Everything was geometric, precise, perfect. Except for one building. I have already been to this place. It is a disrupted building. Its main entrance looks like a glasshouse, because it remained only the steel structure. So I was betting with this friend of mine that it wouldn't ve been a church (cause I knew it wasn't) and I won the bet. We moved to the other side of the ruins, which were very big. There was a disrupted neoclassical front-side of a building, rose colored like the others. Later on we took a bus. I remember lots of details like people's phones, people's clothes and so on but not a lot of facts. I just remember my Maths teacher got angry with Chiara because she'd stolen the bus ticket and then we got off again. We were looking at a stall that sold mostly wooden magnets, I think I've already seen one of them in real life and that I've colored its flowers red (it is a girl with a long purple dress that's holding some flowers). Then Flavia started singing and asked me to join her. I remember I hated the song though I didn't know what it was. And this is it.