locked out

You’re late. Your bus will be at the station in three minutes an you have to run down the stairs. While running, you notice you forgot something. Something very important. Your key to the front door, it’s where you always leave it when you are home. The key is on the table next to the door, the place where you thought you’ll never forget to take the key when you leave home. Nothing in life is certain, even this place for your key. Now you have to notice that you were the one who manipulated you. You can’t say XY is responsible for your situation, it’s your fault and being the one that has done something wrong sucks.

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