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My friend told me about a new shop in my alley, it is a retro shop, the kind of shop that i like the best. There are so many sale items there, it is great if we can pass and check them out every day, every hour and the best thing in life is from my room on the 3rd floor I can watch the shop.

However, there is a wall block my room and the view to the shop and there is a door and one window that are always closed on that wall. I’ve never noticed them because my parents hang a big carpet over that door. Since today, my excite with the shop encourage me to take down the carpet. The door and the window there was locked. They are old. With all of my strength I try to open the lock and open the window. There is still the glass windows but now I can see it through. I stand there, open my eyes widely, stair at the window… There is a room… It’s bright by the candle light… There is two people… and, they are… living.

The first thought jump into my mind is maybe they are my neighbors, but they are not! They worn the retro clothes and all the items in the house are from my grand parent’s generation. The old man was standing net to the kitchen and the woman was lighting more candle. They are busy and no one notice the open window until… a moment, a moment when the man turn his head back, I run all my soul to the corner of my room and hardly breath there. It is good when you still can breath when you found out that you live with some ones right next to you by years and you don’t know. The man run to the window and look around my room, my computer is still turned on. He was shocked, like me! He started to call anyone in my room, again and again and he started to ask for help. His voice is like whisper-screaming. In a moment in life, I heard my mother step up to my room, she wants to take the dirty clothes, she open the main door, look at my pale face then look at the new-opened-window and…look at the old man, he looked at her. She screamed, like there is no more time in her life. I left my corner and stood next to my mom, the man kept calling and hit the window glass, he looked at us with a wrinkled old face and the woman stood at a corner and put her palms cover her ears. After a minute, my mum calmed down, she tried to talk with the man but it seemed like he could not hear us. My mum asked me to open the glass window and not to call the police but keep the phone in hand. I opened the lock and the man step back for the windows wing to swing. He started to talk, his voice is quite panic, not loud but it is deep and echoed. Behind the iron bars he said that them two were the house maid of the previous owner, there was some reason made the owner left the house in rush, maybe they was killed, they had no idea, all they know is there was a day he woke up and he found out that they was left behind, in this locked room. The woman had a disease which made her unable to handle the noise so the man never can make any noise he tried to knock the door in years but no one opened, and recently they do not hear anything from my room, i think because of the thick carpet so they give up and tried to live the whole life there by some food they have, the water is still provided and they have some seeds to plant. After the whole story and some questions, my mum asked me to open the door for them.

The door is old and heavy I opened it, they pushed the door hardly, they pushed me and run, run all their soul out of my house without farewell, they keep running until we cannot see them anymore. My mum and I was left there, with a new room we have!

Quietly we entered the room, everything is very old but neat and nice, there is green leaves and a hot tea pot, the restroom here is small, simple and clean, it is on top of our ground floor toilet. There is another door, it was locked and seem like very thick. We called the key maker to come and tried to open the door, the man said this kind of lock was in 1950s and he needed time for it, after almost a day, he can open the door. I was very exited, the door open to a alley, it was all covered by trees and leaves and the end of the alley lead to the town, yes, it takes only 10 minutes to walk from my remote house to the town center. I stood there, in my pajamas  in the center of the town.

… and I wake up, look around, there is no carpet hanged in my room!