I LOST MY SELF CONTROL

For my three years stay here in this apartment I have always tried my best to keep the house clean and pleasant to live in, no matter how busy I am , I don't make it as an excuse for me to just live the house unclean. I want my housemate to see that I abhor mess and trashes everywhere. And its good because my housemate right now is also doing their part to maintain the cleanliness. 

About my neighbors here, for the past years that I've stayed here and observe the habits and attitude of my neighbors, there were two things that I don't like in our compound. First, is my neighbors being nosy as the first time I've known them, that's why I avoid their company and be close to them. It just show that we are interesting people and that  their  life is trapped in boredom. Second, is that my left and right neighbor is so gross! I mean gross because they're rudeness is sinking through my bones. Last Tuesday , I explode for the years that I kept my silence, I am avoiding any misunderstanding between my neighbors for years now. But that night, my blood rise up my head, I go out in front of my door and talk aloud , my voice was reaching out from door A to F. I was fed up, from their activity, so I came out to speak up. My voice was angry, and whoever reacts with what I'm saying outside was guilty. Almost everyday , I saw garbage's in  front of our door.  And one morning I even saw my neighbor dragging the trash in front of my door, and she was shocked when she saw me, she even greeted me " good morning" whattaheck!  I didn't confront her because she might have her alibi ready and would tell me, she isn't finish yet cleaning. The following day, our front door was clean, but when I came home from work that night, I saw burned papers like calendars in front of my door. Does it mean they burned their trash in front of my door?, damn! I go out and start talking aloud, I can't remember those words that I  release from my mouth because I was already consumed of my anger. 

The left door in my apartment answers back while I am talking, but did not go out. Which makes me more enraged. My housemate says, I was like a nuclear bomb that night, I asked the lady to go out of her door and face me but she didn't go out, her husband was forbidding her not to go out. His father came out instead and asked me why I am so angry, so I told him why I was angry. He was sorry for what have happened. My voice begun to slow down and accept his sorry. I told them I don't care if they where a tenant for 30 years already, Even if am just new in the compound, its not a reason to bully us. Put their trash in front of us. They should know the the value of "RESPECT" and be sensitive to others. Call it rude but I will not make them do it over and over again!. Now, everyday I saw our front door clear from trashes. Some people really sucks!