It was a night in Gisenyi. I had the house to myself, everyone else had gone out to clubs but I was tired. I was in bed, almost asleep, when I heard something rustling around outside my window. I immediately froze, and my heart started thumping. Eventually the noise calmed down, and I snuck out of bed. I kept the lights off so I could see outside, and I crawled on the floor over to the window. I was as quiet as I could be. I looked outside my window and what did I see?
The househelp, sleeping outside in the cold lake wind, on cardboard, guarding the house.
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2 comments:
strangely poetic
er.... Wow
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