I Want To Write A Short Story

Each morning at six o’clock , our neighbor was opening her window, as she was wecloming a dear one . She was chanting in a ctachy voice some old songs , that I like to listen to later in road trips . She never got out of house , and never made any noises . I have not seen anyone visited her as well , but the grocery’s boy , whom I once followed thinking that I might see her or at least the tip of her dress , but that did not work . That never stopped me from waiting her to open her window each morning .

Oneday, in late hour of a night , I did not sleep . I was working on my computer finishing up some assignments , I heard her window got opend . I left what in my hands and got to my window carefully trying not to make any noise . When I opend my window I saw her body passing in front of me into the ground .
Why did she open her window , was she in a hurry to welcome the morning ? Or that was her way of getting out ?

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