After our apartment was ransacked, I had the door to my bedroom fixed, but because the door knob was completely destroyed and the door itself was cracked, the carpenter had to affix pieces of wood to sort of complete the door and I had to get a new door knob.
However because of the previous destruction of the door, the new door knob kept getting stuck or where it was difficult to even turn the door knob.
One day it just won't budge that my sister and I ended up destroying the door again. Frustrating. Most definitely. However, the funny part, was that we were sweating our asses off trying to open the door and the two monsters were looking at us like we were idiots. They would peek at what we were trying to do then go back to my sister's room to go back to sleep. So helpful.
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