” I was awakening” — [7]

From that deep sleep that it suddendly it had got me when i lay myself on the bed. I was dazed. I looked at around the little room and everything it was seemed normal. My diary was next to me on the bed. I stared it for long. The noises of the city were entering in the room, despite the window was closed. Claksons and people who screaming aloud it was the normality for that angle of the street. For sure i didnt have need of the alarm clock. In the street there was always a traffic jam and some stupid who wanted be smart. These sounds were the daily sounds that always woke me up. But that morning there was something more than the usual sound that wake me up. Inside of me there was a little voice that reminded me something. But i was still half asleep and my brain didn’t wanted collaborate. I have opened the little window and i saw there was been a car incident in that crossroad. That’s why of the many screams and curses of the people involved in.

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