This is a story of horror.It happened many years ago, but I still remember it clearly.I will never forget it - and my wife will never forget it either.
After we were married, my wife, Amelia, and I went to Germany. We went to stay in the old city of Nurnberg.
In Nurnberg, Amelia and I met an American. Like us, he was on holiday. His name was Elias. The three of us became good friends and we spent a lot of time together. Every day, we went round the city looking at the buildings. They were very old and very beautiful.
The oldest building in Nurnberg is the castle. The castle stands high