I COVERED MY EARS as soon as I heard myself scream. My voice echoed in the four walls of the bathroom. I wasn’t holding the cleaning brush at that point. Guess what? I also wasn’t holding my phone. It was inside my bag that I put beside the sink.
It was total darkness inside the bathroom and the surroundings suddenly got cold. As if the wind was blowing… but it couldn’t get inside the bathroom. It was just not possible.
I took a step forward, careful not to step on a single sweeping material, as I used my hands to tap… tap… and tap until I felt the cold wall on my palms. I kept moving, my senses became my eyes and I swallowed my fear instead of allowing it to engulf me until I couldn’t move, paralyzed in the dark. Alone. And crying.
But then suddenly…
A bang!
The door of the bathroom
