My short story: The Beggar of Kingston( 3rd Part) Mr. Michael was thinking of trying marijuana for the first time but although he knew it was not healthy he always did it and tried it. At the first time he almost suffocates but he liked it a bit and then he smoked it like three times. After that Mr. Michael’s friend stayed there all night because Mr. Michael decided to stay in that place with his fried and not to come back home. Adamson asked Mr. Michael; “Don’t you want to go to my home?” He said “yeah, I Do” then, they left that place and walked until Adamson’s house. Kingston’s people worried even more each day; nobody knew anything about him, neither his relatives nor the police. One month had passed and anybody had found Mr. Michael, everybody in town thought he had died for some reasons. Mr. Michael told his friend he did not want to be at home anymore. All of the time that had passed he was getting addicted to try the marijuana. When two more months passed Mr. Michael could not stop smoking marijuana, suddenly he became a marijuana addicted person. One year left, since Mr. Michael became an addicted person, in that all time Mr. Michael left his friend’s house. Adamson did not want him at his home anymore because he had joined a gang and had brought many problems. From that point on Mr. Michael’s life was nothing, he did not have anything, and he lost everything he had had with his family. He was getting older, thinner and more addicted, the police and his family thought he had died because they never found him nowhere in town. Mr. Michael lived on streets for a long time since he left his friend’s house; it was just because he had no chances to do nothing else. Mr. Michael got used to asking for money all of the people that passed in front of him. He got used to sleeping on streets; ask for money and to be hungry almost every day. Not long later Mr. Michael became a poor beggar, nobody liked him and many people insulted him but even so he kept going with the new life he had begun. He became from a millionaire man to a poor man, that worker and known man that everybody had known disappeared and Mr. Michael became the Beggar of Kingston.

My short story: The Beggar of Kingston( 2nd Part) That day at six thirty Mr. Michael left his work and came back home, that was his last day at work because next day was Sunday. When he was on his way home he was thinking of his family because he thought they were going to make him a party or a surprise but nobody told him Happy Birthday, neither his wife nor his children. It made him feel worse than he had been at work. Then his wife looked at him and told him “you look like depressed or sad” but Mr. Michael did not tell her anything, he just said I am tired and I want to go to bed. When he was lying on his bed he just cried and cried for a long because he could not believe how his family was not going to remember his birthday in a whole day. Next day he woke up earlier than other days because he wanted to be alone and breathing fresh air, he did not tell anybody anything and just left. He spent his entire day close to a lake that was five Kilometers from his house. His wife called him like twenty times but he did not answer the cell phone, everybody in his town was seeking for him but nobody could find him. When it was getting darker and darker Mr. Michael stayed under a pine tree just waiting for nothing because he had no idea what he was going to do, if he was going to come back home or not. Suddenly, an old friend of Mr. Michael’s he had had in High school arrived with some friends where he was. Then, Adamson Obama, Mr. Michael’s old friend asked him, “is everything cool?” Mr. Michael told him what had happened to him. Mr. Adamson surprised but he just said “I am sorry my friend and I hope it goes away from your head as soon as possible.” Mr. Michael looked at his friend and he realized there was something weird or different on him, he realized his friend was smoking like a cigarette and he looked thinner and paler than ever. Mr. Michael did not ask him anything about it, but his friend asked him if he had ever tried marijuana and if he wanted to try a little bit of it. Mr. Michael asked his friend, “What is it for?” I have never tried that in my whole life, so his friend explained what marijuana did into him and how it felt.

My short story: The Beggar of Kingston( 1st Part) It was a hot morning in a town of New York City where birds were singing very loudly and most of people looked always happy. In that town called Kingston a man lived, a man who was called Michael Williams. He was forty years old and everybody knew him as an admirable person. He was known as a working man, because he had a big company which had been built by his father and him since he was a youth. The company had been built fifteen years ago. He was wedded by a beautiful woman who was known for the popularity she had as a lawyer, she was known as the “masochistic” and her real name was Janelle Burdock. They both had three children, one of them a boy and the others ones were girls. They were a millionaire family and not many people could have a lot of money as they have but even so locals had always wished they were like them. That same hot morning at six o clock Michael Williams woke up from his bed and got ready to go to work. He was happy as ever and wishing to get at work but at the same time he was unhappy because nobody of his family had remembered his birthday. Even so he did not want them to say anything, then he said goodbye to his wife and left because he was going to be late. When he arrived at work everybody was waiting for him to get at work and tell him Happy Birthday. Mr. Michael surprised and thanked all of the people who had told him happy birthday. During the day Mr. Michael’s Company workers looked at him not very happy. He was sad, everybody knew that most of the time he was always happy and that it was so weird that he was like that. A worker called Jordan Smith came to him and asked him, what happens to you? I have never seen you as sad since I work in this company I suppose something wrong is happening to you. Then, Mr. Michael raised his head and told him what had happened to him and his family.

Today's thunderstorm..! Today at noon I was watching the sport news with my niece and my brother, but it was raining heavily and very loud. I was watching TV in the living room, the TV was turned on, although it was raining heavily, I didn't turn off the TV. My mother told me to turned it off but i didn't obey her and just she said that to me, a thunder suddenly fell next to my house and it sounded pretty loud. I thought I was going to die because it was really close from us, I scared very much. I also saw a white light outside of my house, two TVs of us got burned, but thanks to god nothing bad happened to us. "It was real"

Does anybody know when i have to use: come back, get back and go back.? when do i use each one.?

La Fortuna.!! :) Today was a long day, I went to "La Fortuna" with my dad, La Fortuna was really pretty hot. We looked at the Arenal Volcanoe for a while, which it is one of Costa Rica's most beutiful volcanoes. People like when lava goes down from the volcanoe's top and most of people go to La Fortuna to look at it and its spectacular conically shaped, too. I'd like to work in La fortuna because there is much tourism and it is a great atracction to people from other countries.

Hola Gente de Italki :) Soy Costarricense y me gustaria ayudar a esas personas que estan aprendiendo a hablar Español y al mismo tiempo me gustaria conocer gente q me puedan ayudar con mi ingles. Siganme y se los agradezco. No se preocupen por los errores porq estoy escribiendo a como decimos los ticos " a lo charralero" q significa (informal)

My new language. Hi everyone, I'm new on this web site and i don't know much about this web site, i am learning to speak English and i'd really like to meet people, which i can learn and improve my english level and i could do the same if you want i help you in learning Spanish. i would thank if someone helps me with any mistake. :)

First notebook entry: Introducing myself I'm learning to speak English because it's one of my favorite languages and i enjoy learning this language. I want to study tourism because i really like the nature,mountains,volcanoes and all Costa Rican beauty. Costa Rica is a small country where people all over the world come to visit and mainly for its nature,beaches and volcanoes. i like to meet people from other countries because i can make friends and at the same time i can improve my english and help people who need my help. My native language is spanish and i grew up in Costa Rica. i enjoy learning english, i like to play the piano, play soccer, go out with friends and make friends. Thank you for reading this.