E-diaryコミュのMy neighbour

On Sunday, I was alone at home. I usually go out on weekends, for example I go on a trip, go to London, or another sightseeing place in England. However for some reason, probably because I didn’t have anything to do and I really needed some rest, I was at home. I’ve got 2 flatmates: one is the landlady (Clare) who owns the house; the other is an English man (Joe) who works only at night and goes back to his home town on weekends to see his family. On that weekend, she was away for something and of course he was not there, so that I was at home on my own.

After I came back home from a small shopping, someone knocked on the door of my house. I was going to ignore –I usually ignore those visitors or phone calls –but instead I answered. A short girl, not very short girl, was there. She wanted to see Clare but I told her that she was not there and then she just left.
When Clare came home I told her about the girl and I described her as short, as young as 18. She told me that she had no idea who she was.

And today, a lady, who introduced herself as Sarah later, visited Clare and they are chatting now, in the living room where I use the internet. At the beginning of their talk, Clare asked me, “Was that Sarah, who visited here last weekend?” I couldn’t get it first but soon, I realised that she meant that girl on Sunday!! “Was that you!?” asked Sarah. She said to me, “Thank you!!”

I couldn’t believe that. Was that really her? Yes, the girl was as short as her, but still..

Often, we can’t identify the age of foreign people and they can’t of my age as well. They often ask me for my ID in pubs. Nevertheless I was too bad on Sunday since Sarah is apparently more than 40!!