It was a sunny day, I remember I was in my mom's room listening to music while reading a magazine. In summer, Italy is really hot and because it's Saturday, no one goes out in the afternoon. There is actually nothing to do, there are no stores opened at this time. My eyes started to close as I tried to flip the page, but the magazine fell on my face and the last thing I saw was darkness.
After one hour of sleep, my eyes start to open because of the sun's light rays hitting my eyes. My eyes swing open slowly as I used my arms to cover the sunlight. I decided to go down to my grandfather's garden. I stood up and sat on the edge of the bed and rubbed my eyes with the back of my hand and yawned a couple of times. I walked to the door with my eyes half opened and yawned again. I put my hand on the door knob and turned it a couple of times and for some reason the door knob would not pivot. I turned it again and again but it did not opened until I heard a cracking noise. I did not mind it at all and turned the knob again, but then, it broke.
I tried to put it again but it didn't work. I started to panic and I started to cry a lot. In a cursory manner, I tried to put the knob on its place, but as I did, I noticed that the other knob from the other side of the door broke too. My eyes opened widely and panicked even more. I cried and screamed for my mom again and again. I cried and cried even louder but no one heard me.
After 20 minutes of screaming and banging the door, my mom opened the door somehow but I didn't know how. She looked at me with a questioning face and I just ran into her arms. The only thing my mom did was laugh, but I kept on crying.
After that day, I realized that you shouldn't panic because it would only make things even worse.
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