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Sleeping is an amazing part of life, except, of course, if you have insomnia. And when a miracle finally happens and you do fall asleep, something would disrupt it. Exhibit A: someone screaming.

I was awake for 28 hours when sleep finally graced me with its presence. It felt as if I only got 5 minutes of sleep when someone was yelling.

"AAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"

I awoke with a start. "WHAT THE FUCK?!"

After pulling out my earbuds and sleeping mask, I dragged myself out of the comfort of my precious bed and lazily trudged to my window. Good thing my parents were major workaholics or they'll have my head once they heard me yelling, worse, cussing. They're currently in the UK to discuss my mother's stupid clothing line.

I swished open my black velvet curtains and saw a guy about my age, hanging about one and a half meters away from my room with a rope tied on his ankle that looked like it was beginning to loosen up, so naturally, I screamed once again.

"SHIT!"

"HELP!"

"Um... Oh shit shit shit..."

I quickly grabbed my curtains, removed the thick metal rod that was used to hold it and rushed to my window.

"Hold on!" I yelled while holding out the long rod after I opened my window. Thankfully, it was long enough for the guy to grab. I pulled with all my might while he slowly made his way closer to my window when finally, he toppled onto my room, both of us panting.

"*inhale* Thank... *exhale* you..."

"Your wel... *exhale* come..."

And we both sat there trying to catch our breaths, not making a sound.

Waking up to the sound of someone yelling was the worst. Especially if that person was dangling 17 storeys above land right outside your room.

Hannah Murray ↑