Brandnew start.

All I can hear is foot steps, the tickin of the clock, the unnecessary voices of my parents. I open my eyes and stared the ceiling. I still can hear them. The annoying scratch of the cats in the windowpane. The lovable laughs of the happy kids, playin. My phone that keeps on ringing. The doorbell, and even the newspaper been blag in the door. Indeed, another catastrophe in this miserable life. Good morning everyone!

P.S. catastrophes and such are not always bad, sometimes they leaves a good lesson for you to be educated to be strong. 

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