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When I got to the door, suddenly I realised that something was wrong. They weren't closed! At first I thought I just forgot to close them but if I did then why keys were there? If I realy forgot to close the door I would put keys in my pocket as I always did.
-What was that?! - I shouted. Something was rumbling upstairs. There was no one at home. So what is making those strange noises? I was so scared but I thought it can't be anything bad, can it? I took a knife from kitchen. It will be more secure with it, I thought. At first I checked bathroom. There was nothing up there. I felt like an FBI agent or Sherlock Holmes solving some mystery that no one else can. My parents bedroom was ok too, and the guest room... The last one was my room. It was so quiet that I was able to hear my heart beating. I pressed the handle, turned on the light and...
-Surprise!!
There were all of my friends and my parent and even uncle Patrick!
-Happy Birthday Xxxxx! What is that knife for?
I took a look at my hand holding knife.
-To cut the birthdaycacke of course!
That was the best surprise I could ever dreamt of.
When I got to the door, suddenly I realised that something was wrong. They weren't closed! At first I thought I just forgot to close them but if I did then why keys were there? If I realy forgot to close the door I would put keys in my pocket as I always did.
-What was that?! - I shouted. Something was rumbling upstairs. There was no one at home. So what is making those strange noises? I was so scared but I thought it can't be anything bad, can it? I took a knife from kitchen. It will be more secure with it, I thought. At first I checked bathroom. There was nothing up there. I felt like an FBI agent or Sherlock Holmes solving some mystery that no one else can. My parents bedroom was ok too, and the guest room... The last one was my room. It was so quiet that I was able to hear my heart beating. I pressed the handle, turned on the light and...
-Surprise!!
There were all of my friends and my parent and even uncle Patrick!
-Happy Birthday Xxxxx! What is that knife for?
I took a look at my hand holding knife.
-To cut the birthdaycacke of course!
That was the best surprise I could ever dreamt of.