strange things happen
My heart pounds to the drums of my ears. I can hear the sounds approaching But I was told to remain calm like the lake. who's there?, my lips forced words out of my lungs, my legs escorted my body towards the courtyard but my soul didn't like the idea. now, it pounds even more faster. The courtyard is empty. the light has gone off. even the chicken and birds were asleep but as I move even closer to the balcony, I realised it was the sound of my neighbor and his wife, defending themselves against themselves.
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