First of all, as a premise, I woke up at ding dong ditch and went to bed again.
Besides, the living sounds of the residents upstairs are jarring, and the sliding doors of the partitions stop opening and closing halfway.
Not only in the house, but also in my body, problems started to stand out here and there.
Then my memory flew away, and I went somewhere and was on my way home with a young woman I knew.
Anyway, we've already arrived in front of my house.
I take off my hat and push it into the basket of the bicycle that the woman was pulling so that it overlaps the woman's hat that was there earlier, as if it were a symbol of something.
"See you." "See you again."
I parted with her according to her pattern and entered my home.
There should be no one, but the living room is lit. Did I forget to turn it off and go out?
When I opened the glass door of the partition, I saw white sparks running from the outlet.
Wow, what's the matter? Is it an electric leakage?
I hurry and pull out something like a plug that is in the process of being disassembled.
The sparks seem to have stopped for the time being. It's no wonder that a fire broke out.
On the contrary, it is rather strange that there was no fire.
Why did this happen? I have no idea at all.
Suddenly, I heard noise and voice from the second floor.
Is someone in my family coming home earlier and leaving the site in the middle of electrical work?
It's a careless thing, or an insensitive thing.
No matter what the circumstances, I feel that I can never forgive it.