Well, I know it's past Sunday in most of the countries, but not all of them so sorry for sending this so late. I've been thinking about a storry all week and I got nothing until today when something that I did when I was a kid came to my mind and now I can't think of anything else. So, as I have already said, when I was a kid, I used to play with one of my friends, like all normal kids do, dah. And we were playing in a place where we weren't supposed to be so we snuck under the fance to get there, dah. There wasn't a lot of space to play in but we did our things, ws played our games. Ok, so one day I recal playing and pretending to be wizards. And after we played a little, we got into a fight about who's the most powerful wizard. And we faught and we argued, of course I was the most powerful wizard, but my friend didn't accept that. So I got really angry and I started to walk backwards and at some point, out of absolutely nowhere, forgetting about its existance there, I fell into a sewer. Somehow, I fell right on my feet, with no scratch or bruse on my body, it honestly was magical! I bet it was because of my great wizard mojo. Anyway, I got paniked and my friend saw a big guy walking by and went to ask for help. He was as kind as to come and pick me up from that sewer of trash. I guess I know why we weren't supposed to be there after all, but who cares? that placed was demolished years ago anyway. I told this story so many times to my friends and only now I thought about this detail. How the fuck did that guy enter that place?? There wasn't any door and the fance was too tall . . . there is no way he snuck under the fance too! Anyway, sorry again for writing this story so late, but I hope you didn't get bored reading it.
@octavi26 you're absolutely not late!! don't worry! Oh my gosh! that must've been a fun day, turned bad! Yeah, how did that guy enter? what a mystery!