a Terrible weekend

i ihad a terrible weekend two weeks before i went to Sevilla
Everything started when..

First of all, i was very happy in the morning because in the street there
was a dance lesson and as my dream is dancing.
 I was very nervious , but i didn´t go, because it was rainning and i had
to watch tv and do my homerwork.

On saturday i didnt go to the cinema because my dad didn´t let me and i was
very ungry because all my friends went...

Finally, on Sunday  , I couldn´t take partin festival because got cancelled the
 people wanted it.
My dream didnt come true...