Literature in love
our Clil class project
Thursday 12 May 2016
One day , in the Trojan camp, I was kidnapped and I taken to the Greek camp where I saw Diomedes.
Diomede, as soon as I saw him, I knew he was the man of my life, because at that time I did not think at Troilus.
I wanted to be with him all my life, but my life was already with another person... I did not know what to do...
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