By AMAH'S HEART.

I walked to the door with my heart in my hand, it was racing with speed as I held the door knob.

I decided to ask again with a very loud voice "who is knocking on my door?

"Is me o, your neighbor.." the female voice replied.

I breathed in relief, my heart was almost pumping out of my chest.

I opened the door and stared straight at the woman, she was grinning from ear to ear while holding something in her hand.

Her protruding belle has ...