"Võru 16" Marita Liivak

One night the electricity went out in the stairwell of our home. Mom was worried about the food in the freezer, and after making sure I was asleep, she went out for ten minutes to take the stuff to my grandmother who lived next door. I must have woken up to the front door and immediately realized that I was home alone. For some reason I felt I had to get out.

I wanted to leave the apartment door, but I didn't dare to go further in the bedroom, fearing the darkness. The next solution was the window. I don't remember if I couldn't open the window or if my child's mind had its own logic, but I came to the conclusion that the only way was to break the window. Without further ado, I grabbed the lid of the pouf in the corner of the room and started banging on the window. After a while, I heard the neighbor on the second floor "Some drunkards have moved to the lower floor again!". I got scared and stopped trying to break the window. I quietly climbed back into bed and waited for my mother to return.

Upon getiing home and discovering the broken window, mother was shocked. Hoping to get out of trouble, I told my mother that someone had thrown a stone at the window. I was scared, I cried, and I was so convincing in my performance that despite the fact that the window had clearly been broken from the inside, at least that night my mother believed me.

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