One Terrible Morning ( Journal#18 )

It was the most terrible morning in my life. First, It was 3 o’clock in the morning, Sunday – I was seeing the sweet dream, only my neighbor’s dog didn’t sleep, he needed attention. I thought it wouldn’t last for a long time, but the dog was barking for two hours. I wanted to kill him however I covered my head with the pillow and tried to fall asleep again. Secondly, it was 5 a.m. when the sound of trickling water woke me up. I got up in order to check the source of the sound. The floor in my kitchen was covered with the water which was pouring from the ceiling. I rushed into the bathroom and brought a big bowl. Then I quickly gathered the water with a rag. I hurried upstairs” to talk” to my neighbor. Of course, he was not at home or he didn’t want me to know that he was at home. However he didn’t open the door. Finally, I couldn’t get into my apartment as I forgot to take my key and the door was slammed by draft. So it was 5:15 a.m. I was staying in the doorway; I was wearing my dressing gown and slippers. I had no choice I woke up my neighbor with the dog and asked him for a phone call. I don't think that he was very happy to see me at 5 o'clock in the morning. At the end I was rescued by my sister.