Back in these days, I was less fearsome and still a child nowadays I would probably be way more scared. Especially during the time in the well, I was grateful for having my sister with me, just being above me.
But I had also fun times. I once left a guy standing by a broken street lamp and told him I was going to get help while he held the lamp. I never came back xD
Yeah. And he wasn´t even drunk or so. He was just... that one guy that you never want to meet again. I don´t even know how he got home, because my grandpa was supposed to bring him and me back, and I said we don´t need to wait for him and drove off. xD
