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Today, I'll write about an interesting journey that I have a few weeks ago. This day was a Saturday. In that day, I had to go to the university for a work and then I had to go to Antumapu for a football match for facso football team. I remember that I took the 212 and this day was the previous day of the match between Colo Colo and the Universidad de Chile. The bus passed trough the Monumental stadium and a few fans of Colo Colo forced the lastest door to take the bus. 

After that, the bus passed across Santa Rosa street. There, few fans of the "U" in the other side of the street, looked to the bus and it seems that they look the fans of Colo Colo inside the bus and they decided to throw stones to the bus. Many windows were broken after that and the civilians inside the bus were screaming a lot. However, after a few minutes, all was in order again. After that, in Santa Rosa street yet, a fan of Colo Colo took a sit next to me and then he extracted a knife of his pocket. A big knife, by the way. Then, he started to play with his knife (in this moment, I was very very afraid), looked at me and finally he went to another empty seat. In that moment, I finally could breathe. Then, after three or four block, I got out of the bus. This was my fantastic journey. I remember that after got out of the bus, I couldn't hold a pen to sign to get inside Antumapu. I'm a crying baby.