When I look back on the day, I can't help feeling depressive. At 7:00 a.m., the scream from my alarm clock forced me to open my eyes. The room was in gloom. It was raining outside. How comfortable it would be if I could stay in my bed for the whole day, listening the sound of rain, dreaming the Marc Jacobs hobo handbags, enjoying laziness. But it was time to get up to prepare breakfast for my husband. He was supposed to attend an important seminar at 8:00. I spent 5 minutes pushing me into the kitchen. Who knows the terrible day began at this moment. When I turned on the tap, there was no water out. Staring at the tap, I was confused. Suddenly, I remembered the hateful notice posted on the building's entrance about a temporary water outage in the morning. I forgot it because of returning late from a birthday party. I searched all the water containers in the kitchen. There was no sufficient water for my husband's clean, least cooking food. It was 7:20. I have no time to waste (time was running out). I called a friend living in next dormitory building to me for some water. Under her help, my husband finally had gone for the meeting on time. Sighs, I thought that I could go to bed to continue my dream.
In the dark and silent bedroom, I was quickly back in my dream of last night- fighting against a mosquito, which had been buzzing around me and I tried unsuccessfully to hit it again and again. The mosquito was so shrewd and acute to escape, but I finally won the fight. All of sudden, I was waked by furious knocks at my door. I rushed to get the door. I slipped down and hit the ground heavily. The horrible pain in my right leg and ankle attacked me over all so that I couldn't stand up and move any more. At this moment, I was shocked by a horrible screen. I was lying in water. All rooms were in water, 2 inches deep, like a swimming pool. Hearing the sounds from taps, I realized that I left the taps on when I went to bed. What a stupid mistake! My leg hurts liked hell, but I tried to move bit by bit to the door. I open the door before I was totally exhausted. My neighbor switched off all taps and called the ambulance. In hospital, the X-ray showed that my leg was broken. Tears continuously ran down. I felt painful and lonely. I couldn't reach my husband, for he stopped his cellular phone during the meeting. At supper time, I finally saw him in the hospital. So I prayed along with my husband to end the unlucky day soon. Every time, I flash back the blue day, I highly appreciate my neighbor who helped me out. So I am convinced that even if you encounter a blue day, you can surely find some spots sparking in your mind.