Telling story

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It was Friday night… I stayed working till late in the night, I was the last one to left the building, I was completely alone…

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It was Friday night…I stayed working till late in the night, I

was the last one to left the building, I

was completely alone…

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the path till my car seemed to be an infinity journey...never like this empty parking lots by the way… I have always wondered that someone could easily kill

me in this places and people would notice just in the next day…

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Tonight I am not going out…

Probably many people by this time are going out with their friends to

some bar or night club, but not me, not tonight…

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I had others plan in my mind…

I have just one thing in my mind and I

wanted to get home as fast as I

could

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I had someone to meet…

Finally got home, in the parking lot i saw somebody that was not familiar to me, probably is the new neighbor, he was

moving some boxes…Weird guy though…

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Finally

…..home.

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And was there waiting for me as I have imagined during all

the way….

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My bed.

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Some noises started from the apartment on top of mine

O ….it seems that stuffs are being moved

from side to side…

O ZzzzZzzzzzZzz, so tired that this not even

bothers me….

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09 am

I suddenly woke up with some big noises

coming from every were, it seems there is a

fight taking place in my living room?!

OR someone broke into my apartment?!

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Oh my god…no….

O Soon I realized that my neighbor was a…

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Drum player!

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SO LOUD

The sound was so loud! Even me that have

a deep sleep could put up with it. I love to

sleep till late in the morning but is the time

that he likes to practice!!

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No fair resolution, for me…

I tried to talk with him and he told he would not stop playing, that pissed me off!

then I arranged a meeting with the building manager and he said that legally he could not do anything because it was during working hours…..

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I always wanted to…

O I always wanted to this…but I never had

the guts for it, I like to maintain the low

profile…but I guess it would help me to

release my stress….

Why not? Why a can use this as an excuse?

And do it? Many people do without hurting

themselves…

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I decided

O I decided that I would do it – he would not

stop playing anyway and in consequence I

would not be able to sleep anymore…

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I started

O Boxing classes during the mornings…

O END