Sunday, August 31, 2008
Today is the last day of August, and it’s the early morning, but I have a story to tell. At around 11:45 last night, I was on my computer. I got offline to write a story I’m working on, and my Internet disconnected. I was worried the modem had come unplugged but I didn’t do anything. I then realized that my computer was running off the battery. I thought maybe all my computer cords had come unplugged, so I tried to turn on a light so I could see what was wrong. But the light didn’t come on, and so I tried the other light above my bed. That didn’t come on either, so I assumed the power was out (it was). And I went to sleep in Grandma’s room after that. At around 4:30 I woke up because I heard a fire alarm going off. I assumed it was just the power coming back on and covered my ears, blocking the sound. I thought I was dreaming. Finally I realized this was real, and went and got Grandma, who was peeling potatoes in the kitchen and thinking about whether to wake me up. The maintenance man, Rodney, came to our door and told us to come outside. I put on my robe, and for some reason, brushed my hair and put on my shoes. We went to the lobby and there were only two other old ladies out of fifty six old people in the building. There was Anne Marie who feeds the wild cats outside and Martha who has a cat that has fleas. We sat down there for about fifteen minutes just talking about what had happened. Rodney went outside to smoke, and I thought, “Sure, sure, go ahead and light another fire.” Then three firefighters came in. I had never seen a firefighter in real life before, except on school trips. They had a video camera thing and were walking through the building to make sure there was no fire. There wasn’t one, but then another high pitched alarm came on and finally Rodney figured out it was the pipes and the fact that the power had come back on.
We went back to our apartments, and I was still nervous and wanted to stay in the lobby but Grandma made me come back down to the apartment down the hall. I sat restlessly on the couch and made sure our bird, Goldie, was okay from the noise. He was, although he was kind of tired acting. That’s basically all that happened. I might write more later after my beach party.
We went back to our apartments, and I was still nervous and wanted to stay in the lobby but Grandma made me come back down to the apartment down the hall. I sat restlessly on the couch and made sure our bird, Goldie, was okay from the noise. He was, although he was kind of tired acting. That’s basically all that happened. I might write more later after my beach party.
