A secret place that I escaped to when I was a child, it was a cave in front of my father's ranch. I used this cave to play and to hide when I was in trouble.
It happened a long time ago in Mexico when I was seven years old. After I finished helping my mom with some chores in the house, I ran in to the cave and played there for hours making piles of rocks and drawing figures in the walls with a stick. Of course I always carried a lamp with me.
If you think this was all, wait until I get in trouble! One day I was playing with an ax hitting a log. Then my youngest sister Ana came and asked me to give it to her. However by an accident at the same time she asked, she put her hand between the ax and the log. I cut her fingers. When I saw that, I threw the ax and ran away to hide in the cave. I remember that it happened around 11:00 AM, but I didn't come out of the cave until it was night time. Of course everybody got tired of looking for me.
Then it was dark out side and I decided to go to the house. As soon as I show myself in there, I got in trouble. My parents were worried for me but at the same time they were mad at me, because I had cut Ana's fingers. She was okay. My parents took her to the hospital, and Ana had stitches on her fingers. Believed or not, by just remembering what my parents did to me, my butt stills hurts!
Because I had fun there and it was the perfect place to hide when I was in trouble, that cave was my secret place to escape when I was a child.