Last week, I was spending my holiday in Bali. One day, my family went to Kuta Beach. I didn’t forget to bring my detector device every time I go to the beach. I brought this thing because I wanted to find things that really worth to me, such as coins, cards, everything.
One time, the detector throbbed several times. When I got closer, the detector throbbed faster. That means the detector found something that was really big. I tried to dig the place, and… Guess what? I found a huge chest! I expected it was a treasure!—filled with gold coins and gold jewelries, which were so worthy. Unfortunately, the chest was locked—no keys hung at the chest. I also tried to find in the hole where I dig, and I found nothing but sand.
Soon, My parents and my sister came closer to the chest. “What is that?” my mom asked.
“I bet it is a treasure!” I said eagerly. “Unfortunately, the chest is locked and I can’t find the key.”
“How if it’s not a treasure?” said my father awkwardly.
Because of my curiosity, I asked my father to call the policenearby. Fifteen minutes later, the police came to the beach and tried to open the chest. The police said the chest had been buried for decades, so it would be hard to open it. But the struggle of the police—with some help of other people—the chest was finally opened.
Unfortunately, not the treasure that was contained inside the chest, but there were beach equipment! I felt so disappointed, so did the police and my family. It was a both unforgettable and embarrassing vacation of my life.
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