Hi everybody!!!
Task: read the stories and change the end of the one written by your class mates.
This is the story by Florencia and Noelia based on a Berni's painting.

A fortune teller is in her house preparing a strange potion when a very
concerned and nervous woman knocks the door. “Who is it?” the old woman
asks. “I need your help! I’m desperate!” the strange lady answers.
Some seconds later the big door is opened and a tall woman enters the
house suspiciously. The fortune teller is on a table with her crystal
ball and some cards. The young woman is scared of her pale skin; she
seems like a dead person.
Fortune teller -Don’t tell me, you’re here because you hear weird
noises and you feel as is someone is following you wherever you go.
Woman –I’m surprised! How do you know that? I didn’t talk to anybody
about my situation.
Fortune teller –I can’t tell you that… we, fortune tellers, are obliged
not to reveal our secrets.
Woman –So, if you know everything… please tell me, why am I hearing
such noises?
Fortune teller –Perhaps something inside your mind is bothering you.
Why don’t you tell me which words did you hear?
Woman –First, they were screams, then, they became words.
Fortune teller –Do you remember the situation?
Woman –Yes, I was at home alone admiring my diamond ring when I heard
someone shouting at me: “liar!”
Fortune teller –Do you have any idea why that person thinks you’re a
liar?
Woman –Nooo! Because I’m not a liar! Another day, I was putting a
bracelet on my safe when I heard the same voice saying: “you’re
guilty!”
Fortune teller –Mmm… Interesting… Do you have enemies or a person who
wants to hurt or scare you?
Woman –No, it’s impossible! I’m such a nice person and I’ve never done
anything bad to anyone. That’s why I’m here. I have no idea who is
disturbing me.
Fortune teller –Maybe you’ve done something bad and you don’t want to
accept it. Continue describing your experiences.
Woman –Well, last night, I was in front of the mirror contemplating my
necklace set with emeralds when I heard: “you should be on his place!”
and I felt someone breathing angrily behind me. Everything was so cold
and suddenly the lights went off. Ten minutes later lights went on and
I found my desk opened and the key of my safe was no longer there.
Fortune teller –So, you were victim of a robbery, but… weren’t you a
thief before? You’re not such a nice person, you’ve done bad things and
I know them.
Woman –you’re confusing me with someone else.
Fortune teller –No, I know who you are. You are Ramona. You’re 30 years
old and your boyfriend was Nicholas but he’s in jail now.
Woman –How do you know that? I’ve never mentioned neither my name nor
my ex-boyfriend’s name.
Fortune teller –I know Nicholas very well. Wait and I will show you.
The old woman stands up, goes to her bedroom and looks for an album.
Meanwhile, Ramona has a look at he things around her but makes a noise
that calls the fortune teller’s attention, who rapidly comes to the
living room. She puts the album on the table and asks Ramona to have a
look at it.
Woman - What do you want to show me?
Fortune teller – Look at the photos, you’ll find yourself the answer.
Woman – Wait, you’re in this photo with him.... Who are you?
Fortune teller – He’s my son. And now I’ll answer all your questions.
Woman – Who is disturbing me and why did he or she steal the key of my
safe? Does he or she want to steal my jewells?
Fortune teller – Well, those are not your jewells. You stole them. But
you blamed Nicholas, that’s why he is in jail now. I got depressed
because of his situation and some days later I killed myself. I was
very annoyed with you and wanted you to pay for what you’ve done. I was
the person who spoke to you all the time.
Woman – Well, but you can’t do anything, he is in jail and I’m free.
Fortune teller – But I have the key of your safe and that will prove
that you are guilty. I have already sent it to the police with a note
saying that there they would finde the stolen jewells.
The doorbell rings and the fortune teller says: that is the police, you
have no way out. You’ll pay for what you’ve done.
Some photos of the role-play for you to enjoy.

