Yesterday afternoon I spent most of my time in the town centre. I met some of my friends whom I haven’t seen in ages. We used to attend the same primary school but later we went to different high schools. We met in the park. There used to be a playground where we would go every day after our classes were over but a few years ago a fountain and a rose garden was built there. We were sitting on a bench for at least two hours with ny old classmates and talked about our recent studies. When the Sun started to go down, we said goodbye and walked home. At home I told my mother whom I met that day. She told me how many times she would have to drive to the park to take me to football training when I forgot to go because of my friends. As we were talking about these good old times, I was feeling very happy that I had such a great childhood.