A journey to find the treasure of childhood

I will never forget The day I started looking for the treasure !
It all started when I arrived to Alexandria, A beautiful city lies on Mediterranean as part of my summer holiday
I was ten, when I arrived two things have got my attention , the beautiful sea view, the breeze and an AD that said "look for the treasure!" with a picture for the beach
I was sure that there was a treasure buried by someone in the beach and my mission was to find it ..The following day I went with my father to spend a day by the beach and my father took his seat I was thinking of how I can i find the treasure and how I can be assured that I would be the only one looking for the treasure.. I knew it was not going to be easy and I knew that I would have to spend a long time under the heat of the sun digging deep in the golden sand to find my treasure .. after two days from digging in sands i haven't found any thing
and on the third day on the beach I heard a couple of people chatting in an unusual accent...they end all words with (U) I asked my father about that and he told me that this was the accent of the original inhabitants of Alex . they were talking about someplace called the well of Masoud and that place was named after finding a dead child named masoud in in that Well who was kicked from his house by his parents .. but that the place changed to wishes place
anyone can come and wish anything it becomes true after throwing a coin in the well.
I asked my father to take me there and i saw the well it was above the sea level it was deep and linked with the sea from the bottom I throw a coin and closed my eyes hoping that my wish of finding the treasure would come true
At that moment I heard a strange noise and I realized that it was the noise coming from the well which was connected to the sea and influenced by the movement of the waves there
I opened my eyes and I smiled
The following day I went digging for the treasure
As I was digging I found a white bag and I started to get hold of while looking around hoping that nobody will see me as I am getting hold of the treasure
i tried to carry it, but it was heavy
Suddenly I got hurt
my hand hurt so bad
i called my father as I was crying
my father looked to the white bag and said: why are you catching jellyfish ?
i said : it isn't a treasure ?
Dad: no it was a jellyfish and someone buried them in sand thinking that it would die by this way
i went back home with that incident i will never forget
the jellyfish treasure .