Wednesday, June 14, 2017

Driven to distraction

Yesterday was not my day. At around 7.30am at the morning, as normal I went back home after morning exercise, cheap nfl jerseyslifting from the basement was only myself at the early morning, I pressed the number of the button to my floor when the lift coming, nothing special I was watching the mirror keep the waiting inside, suddenly the lift was stopped and sink a little, showing the number of floor was not my number, and the door was not opened, I found maybe the lift was broken, luckily the light was on, I knew some of cases happened in the lift, the people are dead sadly in many kind of situations, like movies showing in my mind, I was a little upset.
I have never had such bad experience before. At first I thought I had to be calm down, to call the help which I never touch the telephone before in the lift, to be surprised there was a man voice coming, I said I was trapped in the place I told worriedly, don’t be nervous there is somebody coming now, the voice was nice and kind, cheap hatsbut I don’t know how long I can be out of here, then I pull out my mobile to call my family as quick as I can, let them know where I was, but unfortunately nobody answer my phone after four or five numbers, I knew they were all busy in the morning time, maybe on the way to work or be focus on the TV morning news, I was so sad to link at the last call of my daughter. After that my daughter told me my voice was talking at the out of my voice when I connected her at the hopelessness.
15 minutes passed, the limitation space was no fresh air, hardly to breath, feeling so hot, I pressed the door to shout loudly, anybody there? And I called the telephone again angrily, don’t worry, the guy was coming soon. Yes. After the while there was a voice coming to ask, which floor you were going to? The voice is so close, I said 20th, but I don’t know where I was, the answer said, you were in 19th right now, don’t worry, and it will be ok. After the second the lift was going to the normal, I was out of it.
Finally I did not see the person who was coming for helping me, I would like to say, thank him a lot, to give me the new life again, but the lift maybe need to be repaired to avoid the thing happened again and again. Otherwise, wholesale jerseysthere is a sad shadow always in the future in the heart.

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