We were on holiday in July. We to Spain by plane. We at the airport in Malaga. A man our passports and then we for our luggage. Soon the bags and suitcases started to arrive. Mum and Dad’s bag was first Then my sister, Clare, : 'There’s our suitcase!’ We didn’t check the label. We just grabbed it and then Mum and Dad with all of our luggage on a trolley. When we at our hotel, we started to unpack. Mum and Dad their bag and Clare to open our suitcase. ‘Is this the right key?’ she . ‘I can’t open it.’ Then we at the name on the label. It wasn’t our suitcase! Mum the airport. Our bag was still there. There was a very angry man there, too. Dad wasn’t happy, because we xxx a taxi to take the other passenger’s suitcase back to the airport and collect our suitcase.