Jasmine*

A man kept banging on my door after ringing the doorbell a thousand times in a row.

I was still in bed. I was extremely tired from yesterday's labor. Reluctantly, I got up and wiped my face so I would be able to collect the sun rays emitting from the window.

The man kept banging as though he would, at any slightest provocation, break down my door.

Wrapped with a duvet, I trudged to the door. I turned the lock right and pulled the doorknob.

Oh mine, a strange man stood by my door ...