It was in spring, in 1995.
I was living on a flat, in London.
Somebody locked from outside by mistake, which caused us locked-in.
We couldn’t go outside. ＾＾；
I said, “Somebody has got to get out from the 1st floor.” (meaning the second floor, in GB.)
All the eyes gathered at me.
“Me?” I upset.
It was 3 to 4 meters away from the ground.
No tight rope, no garantees.
Somebody gave me a code, of phone.
Better something than nothing.
I tried to go down with this code.
And all of a sudden, the code lost its strength.
Of course! ＾＾；
I fell to the ground, but very fortunately, somebody invisible helped me.
Only the scar at my feet, I got, without hitting my backhead.
It was Zeus. (He told me later.)
Thanks to him, I received the house key from the 1st floor, and opened the door.
I remember there was an applause. ＾＾；
Sometimes miracles will happen.
Somebody changes himself into a wind, a blanket, or an Alpha Gel.
My life was saved then.
I think I’ve got to save him someday.
A God in need is a God indeed.