My family

Now I'm going to writte the story about how my family arrived to Madtown.
All began in September in 1955 when my grandparents were travelling by plane to New York. It was a dark, cold and stormy day, but they were happy. Suddenly, halfway through the flight the plane crashed and my grandparents were the only survivals. Later they appeared in the middle of the sea. They had an idea, they made a raft with some clothes and suitcases of the plane. After three hours sailing they arrive to a little and nice city. It was Madtown.
They felt very comfortable and cheerful there, so they decided to stay in that wonderful city. They found a job, a big house, etc. and later they had sons, one of them was my mother, that has another son, me, with my father. Now we live happily in Madtown