After a month of confinement in my apartment, without talking to anybody, I was disturbed by a loud knock on the wall. It was my neighbour. When I heard the noise, I ran to the balcony. The concert was beginning. I was very nervous and happy at the same time. Before he started, he introduced himself and said that he was really happy to sing for us. I couldn’t imagine it. My neighbour was my favourite singer! If I hadn’t been confined, I would never have met him. When I saw him on the balcony next to me, I couldn’t believe it. And suddenly, he started to sing. At the end of the concert I was so excited and we started to talk. I told him that I had been his fan since I was 13. He told me that we could see each other in the balcony to talk for a while  during the quarantine. That was amazing! Despite the confinement I was really happy to have this  opportunity . 

At first, I was very worried. My building is small, they there are only four apartments, and I only knew the neighbor  who lived downstairs. She is an old lady, and I often saw her often taking care of her little garden.

Since March 14, I didn’t talk (hadn’t talked) without  to anyone, but my cat, he was my only companion, and I had not heard any noises. So, I wondered who might be knocking on the door now.

Then, I opened the door carefully, and I saw my neighbor  from downstairs, who wore a mask and  gloves, and kept two meters away from my door. She told me to go down to her house. I had a lot of curiosity, and I followed her with caution, mask, gloves and distance,of course!

When we got at to her garden, she showed me something that was moving in the corner, and when I got closer I could see that it was, a cat that was breastfeeding four little (cats) kittens. “Oh my God!”, I said, “how is it possible?” And the lady answered me (to me), “ If your cat hadn’t come to visit my cat, that wouldn’t have happened.”

Quickly I opened the door and I saw my neighbour. He was a very strange person. He lived alone and he never made any noises.
My building is very old and we don’t have a lift.
He was carrying a machine. It which seemed a telescope. I asked him about it. And he said that he was uploading/taking his telescope to the rooftop. I offered to help him.
From my apartment to the rooftop there are five floors. (So, despite the fact that the telescope was light, when we got to the top I was out of breath) And There he explained that he loved Astronomy and that for many years he had worked as an astronomer but that now, however, he was retired at that moment.
When we arrived to at the rooftop he installed his telescope and he talked for hours about stars, planets, and about life outside of the Earth. Also he was an authentic defender of believer in aliens.

I thought he was an extraordinary person, and if I hadn't opened the door on that day, I would never have met him.

However, this story started when my best friend, Peter, told me he had bought a device called Fire Stick TV.   I asked him why he had bought it. He told me that he could watch any series of Netflix or Movistar on TV anywhere in his house and only needed an HDMI connection.

If I hadn't talked to Peter, I wouldn't have bought the Fire Stick TV. He told me that if I registered on Netflix I could see some very interesting series.
As soon as I received it, I quickly signed up, and since then I started watching (I have been watching) the series he advised me.

Was the door, I went to open quickly. IT was my neighbour, he wanted salt. The thing was that his face was familiar to me, suddenly. Suddenly, I knew who was he was, was Horacio Pagani, the famous designer of sports cars, living in my neighbourhood, I did't what was  he I didn't know what he was doing here because he was living in Italy. 

I started to speak with him and I told him that I knew who was him he was , He told me that when the Spanish government declared the alarm confinement he was stay here visiting to his spanish Spanish lover.

He invited me to his aparment to meet to his lover, despite that don't know , despite the fact that I didn't know her I accepted.

When I came in  went into his aparment, the woman had a surprise face of surprise , and she told me... ;“OH  Oh, my God, you're Julio Rocco, the famous director of erotic films. " They told me that they were a liberal couple and her dreams was to have sex with me,.  I was surprised, even though Horacio told me made me a very important thing offer . He told me that if you  I wanted to  have sex with his lover in front of him he gave would give me one of his super cars for three days. And now here I am in a Pagani taking a walk for  driving around Barcelona during the pandemic. If I hadn't opened the door I wouldn't have GOT the car right now.

I´m very happy

There It was one of my best friends but the strange thing was that she looked exactly like when we were teenagers. I was in shock. 

She yelled at me asking if she could come in that because some people were pursuing chasing/following her. She was very upset. She explained to me that a few days before, she had gone to the hospital because she had felt very strange, her whole body ached but at the same time she had more energy than usually usual.

She told me that in the hospital they had done some tests and afterwards she had gone home and when she woke up the next day she was  A teenager again!  

She didn't know what to do and she came to my apartment because we lived close but she had forgotten that during the confinement children and teenagers couldn´t walk in the streets and now the police were looking for her.

My friend reminded remembered that some days ago she was arguing with his young nephew because she was against the children being able to go out . he  He staring stared hard at her and  he asked her if she would like to be in his place, to know how he feels.

My friend said that if she had been more comprehensive understanding , this would not have happened to her. 

 a loud knock on the wall.
I was very surprised, and I said, "Yes? Hello?" Somebody told me, " Hello,  I am Sara,  your neighbour.  do  Do you have salt? I don’t have  any and my daughter told me that she  needs it. I can’t go to the supermarket, because a  I don’t have a mask".

 

I answered yes said I had, I put my mask on, my plastic gloves and went to Sara’s door. I rang the bell and suddenly I heard a noise as Sara’s voice and she said; " Hello Tanya, it’s Is that you?" And I told her: “ yes ; "Yes, Sara.I am . It's me. How are you? I have the salt. I put it in on your doormat”.
She answered me: replied; "Thank you very much, and sorry, but do you have any mask to spare? My husband told me that you have a few. "
I said: ; “If you had told me I would have brought it you (to you). Don’t worry”. 

 

I went back to my home, took the mask and put it with the salt.

 it, but in a few seconds I did it. I didn’t ask for it, it was my sister!! I told it to Sara, and I said: ;

“Don’t worry. I’ll call her”. I took my mobile, but at that moment I heard the door open, it was my sister. She greeted us and I explained the situation to her, and she told us: ; “Sorry, but I finished it. If you had told me before, I would have bought it at the Supermarket”.

 

Sara said: “oh ; " Oh,, what a pity! Don’t worry, thank you”.

 

Next day I met Sara and she told me: ; "This morning your sister brought me a new package  of cake flour, can . Can you thank him her for me?

It was he him, the detective that went behind (was chasing/following?)me. He shouted that he was going to throw knock/bring the door down. Rapidly I went to the back door with a small bag that I had prepared a week ago before and I leave left the house. Suddenly, in front of me I saw a lot of police officers aiming to AT me. I could hear the boss police (lieutenant?), he said to the others that I was had surrendered. Without realizing I was knelt  (I was kneeling down) with my hands on my head: I didn’t have a way out. 

If I’d known that they came were coming to my house, I would have left before.

After a large long wait in the cell the interrogatory began, carried out by a woman police. First of all she asked me where was the money was and how I can could have robbed that bank alone without help. Before I could answer, another police woman came to the room. She told her that the detective was calling her because he had an important news from the case, but she answered that she couldn’t go now then/at that moment . That “police” (officer) was my wife who had  infiltrated, we worked together: She hit her and she felt on the floor.

We could went GO out of the police station, with confinement it was very empty, and in AT the door a big car was waiting FOR me. When the police realized that I’m  WAS not there I was very very far.

 Glòria F. 

That Thursday, after a month of confinement in my apartment without talking to anybody, only with my daughter, I went to bed late as like almost every day. I fell asleep right away, however, I soon woke up. I felt that several pairs of eyes were watching me in the darkness. 

The room was full of people! Slowly I began to recognize who  were was there, despite their faces the fact that their faces were covered by surgical masks. Tey was sitting in the armchair with my two cats on her lap, Marta was looking at me and said,  ‘Hello’ and Érika was writing something on her mobile. Héctor, Roger, and Ricard were whispering something that seemed funny. In the background, sitting on the floor and without keeping any safety distance, I saw the rest of their my classmates.

I heard someone said; “Don't worry. Although in this third level, or the third dimension, actually we are safe from the coronavirus, we have left our shoes at the entrance, showered, wore (have) worn clean pyjamas and washed our hands 375 times today.” “Oh, very good!”, I exclaimed

I wondered what had happened. But I was so stunned I couldn't articulate a word. Just when it seemed I could say something, we were disturbed by a loud knock on the door. 

‘Let me in, I'm the teacher,’ said Rita in a slightly altered voice. So she came in.  

‘Oh, a couple of Mossos almost caught me’, Rita said painting panting . ‘Welcome, teacher. Would you like some disinfectant soap?’ I asked her. ‘Yes, thanks’. And at that moment I remembered when the people offered to drink something. What a good time! Those were the good old days!

After that, the teacher explained to me because of my confusion, that since the technology was failing in our meetings, the EOI had decided, only for the third dimension, that the classes would be held clandestinely in the middle of the night, at a student's home. That Thursday was my turn. It seemed to me everyone knew, but I didn’t remember anything! ‘Oh dear, your memory is to get getting bad’, Tey told me.

 ‘Well, let’s go to start. Have you read the two chapters of the book?’ Rita asked us. All students agreed that the chapters were very long and that if we hadn't been confined we would have read more’. But the teacher said with a voice like a distant echo ‘I know, but I think you're a little lazy’.

‘Lazy get up!’ I heard my daughter told me. ‘Come on, you have an English meeting at 10.’ I ran out to the shower.

After that I decided to go back to my room to watch a film. When the film was almost finished, I heard that noise again. This time I was frightened so I took a broom to protect me myself against the intruder. I went to the living room and saw a little shadow behind the tv TV, so I calmly walked into the toward that direction holding the broom like a sword. When I got close I realised it was a tiny black kitten.

The day after that I called my mother to explain that story and she said that was a funny story. She also told me never to forget to close the back door but I think if I had closed the back door I wouldn't have found a new pet.

       My days don’t change, I study, I cook, I read, I watch (the) news, films YouTube etc. But one day, after a month of confinement in my apartment, without talking to anybody, I was disturbed by a loud knock on the wall. At first I was scared. I started to listen carefully and the noise was getting stranger. I leaned to against the wall and asked what was happening. The voice behind the wall replied to me that he felt very sad and he wanted to talk. I realized that I wanted to talk too.  After that day every day I talk with my friend outside behind/on the other side of  the wall and we don’t feel lonely. If I hadn’t been disturbed by a loud knock on the wall I wouldn’t have known a lot of interesting things about my neighbor.

I was cooking a delicious meal when suddenly somebody knocked ON/AT the door. 

Derek, my flatmate, went to open the door and screamed. He run ran extremely fast to the kitchen to told  TELL me that a delivery man had given to him a bouquet of red flowers with a note.

He hadn’t read the note yet. We went to the living room and sit sat on the sofa looking at each other. 

I wondered what would have happened if I hadn’t heard the knock on the door. 

Derek told me that he thought the flowers were from his boyfriend to him but when we opened the note, we had a big surprise. I blushed. The bouquet of flowers was for me from an anonymous admirer. I didn’t know who could IT be, but I would discover it. 

It was in a cloudy day of April. Martha was still in bed because of her broken leg. She was lying there, in the sofa or in case she was exhausted to be  from being in a soft surface, she just slept on the floor for a couple of hours. Then she asked me for help to return to bed. It was like a repeated circular ritual. She was in a terrible mood all day long, but I was aware of the situation she was going through and how humor changes being stuck somehow. Indeed, we were both stuck. The covid 19 lockdown was like the never-ending story, and as she had asma asthma problems too, we weren’t aloud to be in contact with anybody else. 

In the afternoon, someone knocked at the door. Martha asked me who was knocking at the door in the middle of the confinement. It was a guy from Amazon delivering a box for her. She said she hadn’t bought anything online for weeks. The guy was in front of me, and we could both see her name written on the box. She had to sign down in case she wanted to keep it. Martha said she refused to sign anything she didn’t know what it was. I asked the guy if he had the chance to investigate who had bought the content of the box, but he couldn’t do that because it was confidential information. I asked Martha what to do and if I had to sign the reception for her. She had a bad day (as usual) so she said the guy might return to the office with the undelivered box. I apologized with  to the man and he went away. I closed the door thinking: If I were Martha, I would have received accepted the box anyway as a gift of destiny. Wouldn’t you? 

My wife and I were thinking about how to keep ourselves entertained , when someone knocked on the door. We opened and there were two people dressed like health personnel (white coat, mask , gloves and glasses).

“Good morning”, they said, “we are coming from Health Department and we are doing the test to see if you are infected by coronavirus”.

“Oh, good, come in, please,” I said.

But when they were inside they took out a gun, and we realized that it was a robbery, “Shit” I thought. If I had a thought about it before opening I would have noticed that there wasn´t any announcement test at home.

Too late!!. The thieves tied us and they were looking for money and jewels…but they didn´t know that my wife was a black belt karate fighter . That´s why she managed to untied  untie herself and began to hit the thieves very professionally. Finally they had to run away very quickly from the apartment.

“Well, in the end, something different happened,” we said , while laughing.