It was a summer day. I was with my cousin at his small town named "Jerez".

We were walking in the forest closer my cousin's house. Suddenly we saw a red box. Somebody had left the box in that place.

The box was made of iron and it was closed. It hadn't any lid or littler door to see was there was inside the box.

We tried to open the box while we were walking along the forest, but it was imposible.

After walk a long time, we realized that we arrived to a new place of the forest. It was a new place for us because that place had a lot of huge trees which had hundreds and hundreds of years.

In one of the trees we read some words that somebody had written in that tree.

We read "The box is mine"

and suddenly I woke up.