Fiction - Page 8

Every student in the class wrote a miniature story about a funny event from real life. Then they took turns telling the stories in class (online, during one of our Google Meet sessions).

Viktória Kiss

Two years ago (before Covid), me and my mom went cycling to Martfű.The road was long and exhausting (20 kilometers). I was in the front because I was the only one who knew where to go. During the journey we got attacked by three three-legged dogs, but finally we arrived at a certain place. We were extremely sweaty; it was summer back then and I was in a shirt (because I have been taking medicine and had a light allergy). We settled down, ate, drank, etc. Thirty minutes later we dropped into a wedding ceremony; the whole bridal party was there and we were just sitting there and watching the photography. In retrospect I hope good pictures were taken.

Fanni Korpás

This funny occasion happened when I was ten years old. I liked to play football with my friend Molly. We always played it at the end of the street. There was only one house. The owner was an old woman. She was sad, angry and selfish all the time. That is why she hates when we play football in front of her house. As I remember, when I played there first, she called the police because of me. I did not really care about her, because we had nowhere to play except this court. So one day when we were playing there, we suddenly heard a strange noise from the house. At that very time I passed the ball to my friend. She was really scared because of the noise, and she just kicked the ball somewhere. You will not believe it! The ball went flying into this woman’s house and broke the window. Me and Molly ran away as fast as we could. At home we laughed about it and were happy that we could get back at her.

István Márkus

Usually funny things happen to me in the restroom. It happened once about four years ago when I was in London. I went to the restroom. I went into the toilet stall and heard a guy next to me start yelling that he was out of toilet paper.

The other story happened here in Szolnok at the mall. An old man approached the toilet stall and started yelling at a child to come out immediately as he had been in there for more than ten minutes. He yelled: “I’m going to kill you after you get out of the toilet.” Eventually, the security guards took the old man away because he was aggressive.

Richárd Münich

Last summer one day we went to the Aquapark in Cegléd with my family. One of my cousins can’t really swim, and we encouraged him to slide down one of the biggest slides. We kept telling him all day, but he didn’t want to do it. We wanted to leave at two o’clock, but before we left he decided to slide down. He climbed the stairs and started sliding. He was screaming very loudly, and all the people at the aqua park were watching him. My father recorded it, and we were laughing very hard. The rest of the day he didn’t want to talk with us, he was scared, but the next day he was thankful and happy because he did it.

Ákos Skultéti

We have a dog, Tappancs. It lived in the garden, which is next to Szolnok. My grandmother wasn’t happy when the dog had to come to the apartment. Fortunately my mother’s sister lives there nowadays and she likes Tappancs, so she permits the dog to stay in the bed. That morning was very funny when the dog jumped onto my grandmother’s bed. She screamed and ordered the dog to get off. We laughed because my grandmother was scared and very nervous.

Katalin Szabó

When we wrote our first math test at this school, one of my classmates had to give the corrected tests back to us at the beginning of the lesson, after the teacher had checked them. We didn’t really know each other’s names yet, and my classmate who gave us our tests back asked me: You are Bogi, right? I said yes. I think I woke up from a coma just then, and that’s why I didn’t know my name. When I held the test and saw the name at the top of the paper, I said: oh, I’m not Bogi. Then I gave Bogi’s test to her. Almost everyone was laughing, and the teacher said: It’s OK, Kata, it’s Monday morning. I told this story to my mother, she laughed, and she still calls me Bogikám sometimes.

Zsombor Szegedi

Once this happened on a class trip (with my old class). So we were seventh-graders when we went on a three-day class trip in June. I can’t remember most of the details. But one thing yes. One of the days we went to hike in the forest. After an hour we found a lake. The teachers sat on a bench, and we walked around the lake. We found one shallow shore on the other side. We stayed there and splashed each other. Finally one of the boys fell in the water.

Zoltán Szekér

Last Thursday, I was cycling with one of my classmates when we got hungry. We went to the store to buy carbs because it’s very important to have energy. The mission accomplished, we bought everything we needed to survive the ride, so we went to the cashier. I paid for the food and walked out of the store. My classmate called me on his phone and said in a nervous voice: Bro, Don’t joke with me!!!! Where is my wallet???? I went back and there was a long queue, the seller was angry and an old woman said: I will be late for my train. My classmate was just looking for his wallet in his bag when I touched my pocket and discovered it there. I hadn’t remembered not giving it back to him, so I thought it was in his bag. When I gave back his wallet, the laughing cashier said: Oh my god boys…

Zita Tokaji

Two years ago we had an idea to go on a vacation with a couple of friends. My family and I had already been there, so I knew it would be fun. It was a very memorable week, and there was a story we’ve been laughing about ever since.

My friend Zsizsi is a rower; that’s why we decided to rent a canoe for a day. So we got in and for a while everything went well. You need to know that my friend Lili is very scared of bees. Therefore, when a bee flew towards her, she screamed and jumped out of the boat. As she jumped out, the boat moved and overturned, and we all ended up in the river. It all happened in only one minute. We were wearing life jackets, so we weren’t scared. It was funny in itself, but by the time we were able to turn the boat back and return to the place, it was even funnier to think and talk about.

We don’t meet very often because we live far away from each other. Ever since that summer, we have been going and meeting there to have memories like this.

Sándor Tor

This story happened a few weeks ago. One of my dad’s employees was given the task of moving away a pile of earth. He brought out a wheelbarrow and began packing the construction debris. When my father saw this, he told him again that he had to move the pile.

Then he brought out a shovel and began shoveling the gravel. My dad again didn’t understand what wasn’t clear to his employee, but he told him again that he had to move the pile.

Fortunately, the third time around, he understood, but since then it hasn’t been clear what wasn’t clear for him.

Roland Tóth

So this story took place in eighth grade after I wrote my entrance exam. I was paying less attention to classes sometimes, because I was already through with the exam. 

We were in English class when me and my friend (who also started to pay less attention to classes) realized that there were cucumber slices on the desk. So we imagined what would happen if we threw those cucumber slices to the ceiling. So we grabbed them and just threw them without suspecting that anything bad could happen. The only problem was that the slices got stuck on the ceiling. Also this was before the teacher came in, but then she entered and didn’t see the cucumbers on the ceiling. She started the class and everything was fine. Until the cucumbers started to fall down. She didn’t notice at first, but one slice of cucumber fell right next to her, and she was really angry. Luckily we managed to speak for ourselves and say that the other class had thrown them up.

Boglárka Trenovszki

Me and my friend were sitting and laughing.

Suddenly a young girl came to us and started talking, then she asked my friend, “Do you have only two teeth?” Because her teeth aren’t straight and she needed braces.

Botond Vass

The story takes place in the summer, between seventh and eighth grade. There was a kind of camping trip which was “available” for our grade and the grade above us. We weren’t able to choose a room, and we got one that could fit ten people in it. The first two days the higher grades came into our room to watch movies, have fun or anything, but eventually they got banned from there because they annoyed some guys we had to share the room with. So we had to go over to their room, and one day, while we were there, someone knocked on the door. One of the higher graders shouted out, “You are banned, you can’t come in.” Then the door opened and one of the teachers was standing there. It didn’t pass unmarked. The teacher said something that I’m not able to translate. After that, he told us he had come to open a door to air out the place, because someone had used the bathroom and left a not-so-pleasing smell.

Máté Zupkó

It happened a few years ago: my mom, my brother and I were at an adventure park or a similar place. It was our birthday present, mine and my brother’s, but our mom was more excited and happier when she saw a quite famous Hungarian actor who was there to have fun, I guess. She really liked him, and she would have liked to take a photo of him, but I think she didn’t want to bother him or she didn’t have enough courage to ask him. She wanted a photo at all costs. She even tried to take a photo of us while the actor was in the background. On that day we changed roles: my mother became a child (for a moment) and I was a parent, myself. It was a bit awkward, I must say, because my mom did it so noticeably that it was visible to the actor. But young and old people do these things because they’re human. By the way, we had great fun, and it was a nice experience.

Zsófia Vona

A few weeks ago, me and one of my friends had a sleepover. We were talking about the songs that our friends listen to but we don’t. I tried to show her a song, but I did not know the name of the performer, so I tried to describe it. Somehow, she understood what I was talking about and she told me the name of the band, or at least something like that. I didn’t even realize that she said something wrong because I understood what I wanted to hear. A few seconds later I looked at her and asked what she had said, and she repeated that wrong name again. It was “chromosome,” but the band is called Carson Coma. I knew that I had heard “chromosome” somewhere, and then I figured out that it’s a biological concept. We laughed a lot because of this misunderstanding.

Every student in the class wrote a miniature story about a funny event from real life. Then they took turns telling the stories in class (online, during one of our Google Meet sessions).

Laura Antal

When I was in primary school, me and my classmates went to the zoo with our teachers. We were having a great time. After we arrived at the lions, one of my classmates thought that we could recreate The Lion King. We thought that it would be a good idea. So we assigned the roles to a few people. My best friend was Simba and her brother was Rafiki, and we were the other animals. We recreated the Simba scene. Her brother picked her up and lifted her into the air. My other friend thought that it would be funny to make the red stripe on her forehead, so he put his finger in the ketchup and pulled it across her head. Everyone laughed, even the teachers. My best friend and her brother fell and started laughing too. It was a great day.

Péter Bacsik

We were near Balatonfüred in an apartment with the family when we were swimming outside in the pool. I did a backflip from the trampoline into the water from about two meters high.

Then my father said “That’s easy,” then he tried it and he belly-flopped…

Everybody was laughing at him and his belly was red.

After that, I made a bet with him that I could do a backflip into the water plus a 180-degree rotation while backflipping, then I did a backflop (I jumped and fell on my back).

Plus this was recorded, and every time we watch this video we laugh.

Gergő Balla

Me and my family went on a holiday in 2018. We went to Turkey. There were lots of Russian people, so it was kinda crowded. And one night one of the Russian kids started to play a game in the hotel’s game room. The game was that concentration game where, for example, ground-squirrels pop up and you have to hit them with a hammer. The kid started playing without a hammer. So he started to punch them with his own hands and started screaming “davay davay,” which means ’’let’s go let’s go let’s go,’’ and everybody started laughing.

Bence Bathó

We went to Germany in sixth grade. There were about thirteen children and five teachers. It was a beautiful trip. In one room there were three people. But we wanted to hang out with others in the evening too.

In our room there was a big cupboard behind the door. So if the teacher opened the door, she would not see what was behind it. Of course, my friends were behind the door in the evenings in our room. All evening long. The teacher always looked inside but she saw only us. After three days she started looking for my friends. She was searching for two or three hours… She was really angry and confused. 

But unfortunately we failed. A guy told everything to the teacher.

Réka Bertha

In eighth grade, we had a study circle afternoon. There is a little store near my old school, so we went there to spend some time. My old classmates bought energy drinks, and we went back to the school. We went upstairs to the library, and they drank the energy drinks. We took funny pictures of each other, and there was a picture where one of my old classmates was holding his drink. Later, our history teacher came in to speak with the teacher who was in the library that day. Our history teacher saw my friend drinking her energy drink, and she asked us if she was the only one drinking it. Our friend told her that she was the only one, and we were laughing that he lied. Then I showed the picture that showed him holding his drink, and we started laughing with the teachers.

Máté Biró

One time I was home alone, and it was around dinnertime when I decided to make myself something to eat. I opened the freezer and dug around until I found what appeared to be chicken nuggets in an unopened plastic bag that, for some reason, didn’t have any cooking instructions. Thinking that my parents must have thrown the box away, I called my mom to ask how long and at what temperature to cook chicken nuggets. She told me both of them, I laid out about twenty on a tray and stuck it in the oven, setting the timer before I walked out of the kitchen. When it was almost time to get my chicken nuggets, I walked into a cinnamon-scented kitchen. I searched all over that kitchen, trying to find the cinnamon scent, which led me to the oven. I decided to turn on the oven light to see if maybe my mom had stuck some cookies in the oven and forgot to bake them, but instead, I found that the tray my chicken nuggets were on had cookies on it instead! As I was trying to process what had just happened, I heard the front door open and my mom shout delightedly, “Ooooo, what’s that smell?” She walked into the kitchen and caught my confused expression. That’s when the spark ignited and she realized exactly what had happened. Somehow in some form, I had accidentally baked cinnamon biscuits.

Zselyke Bognár

This happened a long time ago. My mom, my sister and I were at the mall. There are usually small stands in the middle of the malls, where you can buy all kinds of jewelry, bags and other things. My mom saw something, so of course I had to go there to see it. She told me not to touch anything, because I would break something in the end…. She saw a hairband, and when she was reaching out with her hand, she pushed the whole ring holder down with her elbow. The stones fell out of some of them, so we had to pay for about six rings. At that moment it was a little bit embarrassing, but in retrospect it is funny that my mom told me not to touch anything, but in the end we had to pay because of her.   

Bettina Czékus

Back in 2017, when I turned twelve, I experienced something horrible. If I think back on it now it was funny, but I felt really unlucky then. I celebrated my birthday with my parents. Firstly we had lunch together in a restaurant and went to the cinema. It was an amazingly great day, the weather was warm, and I had such a lovely time. Until we decided to get ice cream. Obviously I didn’t mind the ice cream part, but an accident happened on our way there. We were walking under trees, where pigeons were sitting, when I felt some things falling on me. Those flying things had just disrespected my favourite coat in four directions. However, Hungarians believe that if a bird lets its unnecessary nutrients fall on people, they are lucky. I need not say that I did not feel lucky after this little accident.

Virág Dénes

This winter, when we had that big snow day (February 12), me and my friend decided to go sledding because there was so much snow. We live on the same street, and it was a Friday, so right after our classes we could go. We live about one kilometer away from the dam at Szandaszőlős.

Anyways,we got there and we started sledding. After twenty minutes I decided to call my cousin because they live there and I wanted to borrow their sled. She gave it to me so it was all good, until we decided to slide together on one sled. I was in front and she was behind me. I’m not really sure what we did, but we fell off the sled, especially me. I really hurt my thighs and I did not find it that funny back then, but now looking back (with no purple or green or black spot) it is a bit funny for me. And at the same time we found a big box near the Tisza but we had no idea what was in it. So we went back home after two hours, and it was an awesome and really funny little trip.

Liliána Erdei

Around two months ago when I met with my friends, two of them came with bikes; they came together because they live in the same neighbourhood. So we didn’t know what was happening on the road when they came, we just knew that they were thirty minutes late. It was snowing that day, and the roads were slippery. So we thought there was something wrong. We couldn’t see them, we just heard someone screaming and arguing and we recognized his voice because he was a boy but had a girly scream. When we could see them, everyone started to laugh. Because they came with one bike, one of them was sitting on the handlebar and the other one tried to steer the bike, but he could barely see anything. They fell more than once while they were trying to get to us. It was really funny. They were not injured so much, and after that they laughed at themselves too.

Vivien Fedor

When I was seven years old, me and my family travelled to Italy for the summer holiday. I really enjoyed our holiday. I loved the city, the food and the beautiful beach. The only problem was that I couldn’t speak English, so sometimes I felt a little bit left out. However, my older sister already knew English very well, even better than our parents, so she handled everything. It’s no surprise that I was jealous of her.

That is why, when my father wanted to ask my sister to ask the receptionist for the wifi password, I volunteered. I wanted to show my parents that I could do that too, so I went down to the hall instead of my sister. My task was simple, I had to go to the receptionist’s table and say “wifi please.”

I stepped out of the hotel room, went down the stairs to the receptionist’s table, said it and proudly waited for the password. But then a longer answer came which I didn’t understand. I panicked and ran up the stairs without saying anything. So I arrived back at our room without the password, only with a shameful memory.

Zsófia Fehérvári

When I was eight years old, my sister, mother, and I were waiting in a long line at the Pronto Pizzeria. The entire time I was waiting, I was mentally rehearsing what my order would be. “One slice of cheese pizza with corn please,” my mind was repeatedly screaming at me. When we got up to the cashier to pay, I got distracted by his cuteness, so instead of asking for the pizza, I confidently said “one popcorn please,” which Pronto Pizzeria has none of. Once I realized my mistake, I screamed “Nooooo” loud enough for 20-30 people to start looking at me. Embarrassed, I ran away, and my mom and sister had to bring me the slice of pizza. To this day, I beg people to order for me when anyone remotely attractive is working the cash register.

Janka Gulyás

My best friend slept over at my house, and after we woke up we went to the living room and watched TV. My father had just arrived home from the shop, and he kissed my best friend’s cheek and stroked my head because he thought that my best friend was me and I was my best friend. He confused us with this. At the time we were very similar from behind; the colours and lengths of our hair were almost the same. And we had our backs to my father, and this is why he got us mixed up.

Tamás Harcsa

Last summer I was at the train station waiting for the train to take me home (to Szajol). When it arrived, I got on the train and it started. I just closed my eyes for a minute (I thought), but when I opened them, the train had passed Szajol. I was a little embarrassed because usually I don’t travel by train. I got off at Törökszentmiklós. I checked when the next train came, and I waited an hour for it.

For me it was so embarrassing, but when I told my parents what had happened, they laughed at me.

Ádám Juhász

A strange but kind of funny thing happened to me and my elementary class two years ago. We were sitting in a boring grammar lesson when we heard someone shout. It wasn’t clear at first who was shouting and what the occasion was. All we heard was the shouting growing clearer.

After a few seconds we could hear the shouts clearly, and the toilet room next to us was closed shut with a big force. The class burst out laughing as we heard the situation unfold. The sentence that the child was repeating was simple. “I really have to poo!”

Fanni Kepenyes

Two years ago, in January, we were on a ski trip in Austria. It was already afternoon and we were getting a bit bored, so we came up with very weird things. One of these was “snow flu,” which meant we tried to talk only using expressions related to snowy weather. It was very absurd, and we came up with really weird sentences.

One of these that I still remember was when we got separated for a few minutes because parts of the main slope have alternate paths. I went down one of these while my cousin took the other one. It was a really short part of the slope, so we were together one or two minutes later. She said: “Fanni, hol a hóba voltál? Már azt hittem hót egyedül havazatok tovább.”

We had a good laugh at that time. Looking back, it looks more weird than funny, but we had a great time and we occasionally try to do this again when we are bored.

Lilla Kassai

I have always loved climbing since I was little. On trees, on rocks, on buildings, on everything, so when I heard that there would be a wall-climbing opportunity in my town, I was thrilled to try it.

When I went to the first training, I was surprised: I expected more people to come, yet there were only nine, not counting count the trainer and myself. And they were mostly guys. There were only four girls: Leticia, Simone, Lucienne, and me, Estelle. They seemed pretty friendly and outgoing. Still, we didn’t talk that much, because they came with their boyfriends, so I ended up a lone wolf. I tried not paying attention to my single-being, but still … looking down while climbing the wall and seeing them hand in hand…. They looked so perfect together, and all I could do was climb and not concentrate on my lonely ass.

Out of nowhere, one of the boys, who had nobody with him, stepped on my hand.

“Ouch!” I yelled.

“If you had been climbing and not gazing at Lucienne and Adrian, I wouldn’t have been able to step on your hand,” groaned the guy, and then he continued to climb.

“And you should have watched out with your leg!” I murmured to myself, but the guy seemed to have radar hearing.

“If you aren’t fast enough, don’t be surprised if you get run over by others,“ he snapped and climbed to the top of the wall as fast as a spider. I didn’t even think he could see anything through his long greasy hair. I tried to climb faster to overtake him, but it seemed impossible.

I wanted to overtake the greasy-haired boy so badly that I wasn’t focusing on where I put my feet. I had almost reached the top when my foot slipped. I had almost fallen from a four-metre height when I felt a gentle but strong squeeze on my hand, the same hand that had been stepped on. When I restored my balance, I glanced up. I gasped: I looked into the eyes of the greasy dark-haired guy who had stepped on my hand. At this moment I was able to examine his face briefly:  he had fair skin and bluer eyes than the Caspian Sea. His glance was so penetrating that I felt him seeing into my soul. Even though I felt frustrated and embarrassed, I couldn’t take my eyes off him. When I realised I was gazing at him as if I were salivating on my Johnny Depp posters, I looked immediately away.

“You’re welcome, snail-girl,” he grinned. I knew it wasn’t ethical, but calling me a snail-girl hurt a bit, so I didn’t thank him for saving me from falling. We didn’t speak until the end of the training.

“I can’t remember hearing you saying thank you….” he murmured to me as I came out of the locker room. He scared me a bit, since I wasn’t expecting him to confront me. I looked in the direction where I thought the voice was coming from, and I saw Mr. Greasy standing at the door of the guys’ locker room, adjusting his spectacles on his nose, which I found somehow fascinating.

“You insulted me, Greasyhead.” I snapped.

“And saved you from a couple of broken bones … Snail-girl…” he giggled, and I quickly got annoyed. Unfortunately, I could only gasp, because nothing came to my mind that I could use to fight back.

“Greasyhead … I like that one … By the way, you should close your mouth, before a bug flies in,” he continued. Continued to troll with me.

“By the way, if you hadn’t run away that quickly, you would probably have heard about next Friday….” He insisted on having a conversation. Well, let’s give him a chance.

“What are you talking about?” I asked, but my tone sounded a bit threatening. Luckily, he didn’t seem to get scared.

“Introduction event within the club. Just a little get-together. Do you fancy coming?”

Waaaaiit a minute … Did he just ask me out? Did he?

“Uhm … yeah I guess…” I responded with a frozen brain.

“Good,” he said, and before I could even blink, he held my right hand, which he had stepped on, and kissed it.

I froze. Why did he do that? I could not even ask him, because the next moment, he turned his back and went away, dissolving in a crowd. 

The next time I saw him at the next training, I didn’t recognise him at first. His hair was tied back in a bun, so I could see his face completely. It was beautiful: pale skin, bright blue eyes, and thin lips surrounded by a little mustache and beard. He also wore a sleeveless t-shirt, so I was able to see his artistically toned muscles. I gasped.

“Hello, Snail-girl!” he greeted me with a huge grin.

“Who are you?” My brain froze while I gazed at the handsome guy. He was familiar, but still….

“My name is Marcial Delacour. I stepped on your hand last time. You might know me as Greasyhead.” He gave me a naughty smile, which made my internal organs melt.

“Eee … Estelle Gardieu….” I offered him my right hand for shaking, but he kissed it instead. Oh my god, this boy is just, wow….

Throughout the training, I tried to avoid him, but he was staring at me all along. Climbing was harder than ever, because I could feel his eyes gazing at me. I couldn’t concentrate properly. I slipped again, and there was no one to catch my hands. I fell from  the wall. I prepared myself for the pain, but instead, I fell on something soft. I rolled over and I went pale as hell. I fell on Marcial.

“Hey!.. Greasyhead … Are you okay?” I panicked.  What if he was injured?

Luckily, he was able to sit up, and threw a grin on me.

“I didn’t know you wanted to use me as a landing place…” he groaned “but fine, then.…”

“No, not at all.  But … thank you for being a landing place for me.” I laughed nervously, while seeing him stand up as if I hadn’t fallen on him a minute earlier. To my surprise he stood up before me, and offered me his hand to help me rise.

“Thank you…” I was shocked.

We didn’t talk much until the end of the training, when I came out from the locker room, where he was waiting for me.

“What are you doing here? Are you waiting for someone?” I asked him, blushing.

“I was waiting for the Snail-girl, so perhaps I can accompany you home,” he responded with a charming smile. I felt butterflies in my stomach. 

“Ohhh….” I froze when I looked into his eyes through his glasses. It is said that the eyes are a mirror to one’s soul. This moment I was able to throw a glimpse right into Marcial’s soul. I saw a generally happy and joyful guy, who seemed to be very hurt on the inside. Probably a heartbreak.

“Well … I have nothing against it…” I stuttered, but inside, I was flying with happiness.

We walked home together, but not for the last time. After every training, Marcial accompanied me home. Then he started to pick me up after finishing school. My story with him happened twelve years ago and now, on this day, I am proud to call myself Madame Estelle Delacour.  

Lili Forgács

“Are you ready to climb it?” asked Thomas, curious whether his friend had changed his mind about their plan.

“Yes, I am. I couldn’t be readier than I am now,” answered George in a low tone.

The two of them were standing in front of a huge, approximately five-meter-high, graffiti-decorated wall that surrounded Seattle, the settlement where they lived. The wall had been standing there ever since the boys could remember. Its existence was never questioned; it protected them from their enemies every time they were attacked. Although they hadn’t fought with anybody for more than twenty-five years, one could never be sure what the future might hold, so the wall remained.

Thomas and George had been best friends their whole lives long and had a lot in common. For instance, both of them had always been curious about what was outside the town. They asked a lot of people, but nobody knew the answer. Only merchants could leave Seattle, but they were too busy to talk about the unknown. Their parents had also tried to convince them that there was nothing interesting that was worth knowing about, but the boys couldn’t stop wondering.

One day they were playing ball games together in Thomas’s back yard.

“Hey, George,” Thomas started. “Have you ever seen a sunrise? It is said to be the most beautiful thing in the world.”

“Honestly? I’ve never,” George answered while catching the ball. “Why?”

“It doesn’t matter.”

“Thomas, don’t do this, please! I know you well enough to know when you have something on your mind. So tell me, what is it?”

“How about if I say that tomorrow we will watch the sunrise together?”

“Then I will response with a question: what if it is illegal to climb up the wall?”

“We will climb up the wall,” Thomas answered in such a way that George couldn’t say no.

The two friends met at five o’clock in a small and dark street that ended at the wall. They had one hour and thirteen minutes to climb up. They thought it would be easier than it was. The wall was unexpectedly slippery, and it was hard to find the perfect cracks that could help them hold on, but finally, with the help of ice axes, they reached the top just in time.

“It’s absolutely breathtaking,” George sighed.

“I told you.”

The boys just stood there for a few minutes and enjoyed the light of the first rays of the Sun.

“Do you think the police will catch us?” Thomas asked.

“Surely, but it’s worth it.”

They waited until the Sun appeared wholly, then left the place silently.