Boiling water countdown

Date: 4/3/2021

My friend and I had fun hanging out. Her guardian dropped me off at the front porch of my old home. As we all walked out of the car, the guardian spilled her pill/drink and was annoyed at my friend. “I can give you a cup of water.” I said. She nodded and I ran to the inside of the house. My mom was in the living room sitting on the sofa. (Scenery is a bit different from reality. Somehow the kitchen table was right next to my mom. It was adjacent like an L. The kitchen was full of dirty dishes and food was everywhere.” In the cabinet, there were three glasses of cup stacking each other. I grabbed a glass of short cup that had a rhombus shaped pattern. It looked a bit fancy or something. First I boiled the water and waited. I messed up the drink by mixing with other cup or something. I thought, “it’s okay I have time.” I boiled another water. I spilled the water on the table. I heard knocking on door. I know I know they’re about to leave. But I just need to—- I quickly walked through the empty room to the front door and I wanted to give them an assurance. Before I reached to the door, I heard a car engine fainting away. I cried to my mom. She said, “what happened?” I took forever. I should’ve answered the door. I can’t believe they left. My bff texted me on instagram saying “Sorry for leaving. She was being impatient. We didn’t come in, instead she knocked the door as a warning. That three knocks was a way to heaven. Hahah. It was time to go.” Then I ranted to my other bff.