Due to some unavoidable situation you are all alone at your home You are scared and jotting down some lines in your own diary about the unpleasant experience
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May 8th
The End (a new beginning)
On Monday, May 4, Phase 2 began. At 6:30 p.m. I get off work and go for a walk in Trotter Park, which has finally reopened. There are many people, even some kids playing football in the main square. The police pass by and makes them stop. Somehow this diary ends there.
This new phase gives back some freedoms, turns a blind eye to other things. It is not a real turning point but a relaxation of quarantine policies. Are we going to have a new virus spike in 15 days? Judging by the families walking around without masks and the teens draining yet another Negroni between towers of empty plastic cups, maybe we will.
(AS)
I haven't been out yet. Everyone keeps telling me “come out, come out it’ll be good for you!”: Alessandro, my mom, my colleagues, my friends. In these first days of Phase 2 I noticed from my balcony that more and more people are crowding the sidewalks, driving their cars with loud music, or on their bikes with shopping bags hanging from the handlebars.
I feel like when, as a child, my grandmother used to wet my legs and arms with sea water to get me familiar with its temperature, to convince me – finally – to take a bath.
It took me a while but then I ended up staying in the water all day.
Soon I’ll be out and it’ll be another story.
(GR)
In these two months we have put together ideas, presented projects, talked to people. Thanks to these voices, we have told a unique living condition since Domus was born. There will be new things to tell, new challenges to face. This diary ends with the end of quarantine, of isolation. The fear remains, together with the emergency, but also the desire to build a better future. For that, however, we'll need another diary.
(GR + AS)
Answer:
Dear diary
today I am going to share my today's experience with you.today's experience/day was very horrible.
I was alone at home.my mother has gone for shopping and my father to his work.So I was alone at home . suddenly a voice came of throwing utensils here and there.i slowly moved towards the kitchen and saw nobody there but utensils fallen.i was so afraid.i called my father but he did not answered the call.i call to my mother. I told her all story.she quickly reached home and saw 3 theifs in bedroom.i was worried as well as scared.my mother called police.they came just in 5 min.they arrested the theirs and I was safe.
this day was horrible day for me.i told my mother not to leave me alone at home from next time.
hope it helps you.☺☺