At the door


I heard a knock.

I went at the door but there was no one.

I checked left and right.

There was no sign.

I asked the neighbours if they saw someone at my door.

They told me they don’t know.

So I wandered who was at the door.

So I decided to stay outside to find out.

I watched closely behind the plants.

Only to find out it were the children throwing stones at my door.

So there was no one at the door.

Except for stones being thrown.

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