You know, it is impossible to stop laughing when I think about the incident that occured yesterday. I was at home alone because my sister was at a camp at ngee ann poly and my parents went to send my grandparents home with my brother. So there I was, with a 1.5 bottle of Coke in front of my laptop in my living room, leaning on my sofa. I was watching a movie online (what? sue me. okay not literally please) when suddenly there was a knock on my door. I went to answer it when suddenly I heard who they were. Yes, THEY.



My neighbours who are children: HELLO HAKIM ARE YOU AT HOME? HELLLLOOOOO!!!!!!!! (shouting in the most ear-piercing shrieks I have ever heard in my life whilst banging on the door loudly)
Boy 1: HAKIM!!!!!!!!!!!!!! COME OUT NOW!
Namira: what the hell. (quietly so they cannot hear me)



So I decided to return to my computer because I had told them countless of times that Hakim was not at home. They refused to believe me because I think that they think that I don't want them to play with Hakim because they play with him EVERY SINGLE DAY so they continuously knock on the door until he comes out. Well, I know they are children but still. Children have malicious thoughts in their minds. Well, I did when I was a child. But I suppose that was just me..



I continued with my computer-ing and turned the volume up louder so that I can drown out all those children's screams and hollers. But to no avail.



Children (altogether now. TEAMWORK): HAKIIMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! COME OUT NOW WE KNOW YOU ARE INSIDE.(opens my house door)



WHAT? HOW COULD THESE CHILDREN JUST OPEN THE DOOR? DO THEY KNOW NOTHING OF PRIVACY? WHAT IF I WAS LIKE DANCING INSIDE OR SOMETHING. THEY JUST OPENED THE DOOR LIKE NOBODY'S BUSINESS. I COULDN'T BELIEVE IT.



Children: HAKIMMM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OPEN THE DOOR WE WANT TO PLAY WITH YOUR SCOOTER!



If you are wondering why they did not acknowledge my presence then it was because I was hiding behind my sofa. The sofa's back faced the door so I was kept hidden from view from those evil doers. I was in half shock and half amusement.



Girl (yes there is a girl hakim plays with and I always disturb him about it): GASP. There is his scooter! The keys are on the table. Go get a long stick and get the keys, open the door and get the scooter.



oh my god.



Boy 2: But there is no stick here!
Boy 1: HAKIM OPEN THE DOOR NOW OTHERWISE WE WILL WHACK YOU AND KICK YOUR FACE! (I did not edit anything. THIS IS WHAT THE CHILDREN SAID)
Boy 2: YEAH HAKIM IF YOU DON'T COME OUTSIDE RIGHT NOW WE WILL KILL YOU. (KILL YOU? KILL MY BROTHER?)



At this point, I had half a mind to go outside and teach them something about their vocabulary and whacking. AND ABOUT BREAKING INTO PEOPLE'S HOUSES! OMG WHAT ARE THEY TEACHING CHILDREN IN SCHOOL THESE DAYS? I cannot believe that they were this close to breaking into my house. I was like laughing (silently) so hard that my stomach hurt.



Dear readers, when we grow up and have children we should really teach them about not breaking into people's houses. That's the first thing I am going to tell my child.

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