This week, I came back from work as usual. I was really hungry that day, and quickly heated up my leftovers in my microwave. While enjoying my dinner, I suddenly heard a loud knock on the door.
I was like....hmm...who could that possibly be? I thought it was a delivery man, sending a parcel.
So, I peeped through the hole in my door.
Oh-uh, there was a police officer standing at the front of my door. Immediately, I could feel the adrenaline rush....my heart started to thump really fast and hard. A few thoughts came to my mind.
Did I commit a crime? Did somebody sue me? I dunno.
I opened the door to greet the police officer.
"Hello," he said.
"Ermm...hi," I replied.
"Just wanted to ask you if you knew your neighbour living over there?" he said, while pointing to my neighbour across the corridor.
"No, I don't know him. I don't know my neighbours at all," I said. (and this is true)
"You not seen him moving furniture or anything like that?"
"No I haven't. I've seen those girls living opposite him, but not see him."
"Oh ok then. Thank you very much," he said.
After I closed the door, I still felt weak in my legs. My heart was still thumping.
Don't get me wrong. I was glad that he wasn't looking for me.....glad that I wasn't in trouble. But I can't help feeling intimidated when I meet a police officer.
I speak to police officers occasionally in the hospital environment, and even prison officers. But I do not feel scared when doing so. It is probably because I was in a hospital, where there are other colleagues around me. While being at home, there is no one else.
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