the dinner

I'm in front of the door and I daren't go into the dining room. I'm under stress and I'm late for dinner because I have been detained. Today is a special day because we have some guests and I suppose that my parents are unsatisfied. I wonder if I open the door or not and i can't make up my mind (about that).

I had a bad day and I'm tired. In fact, I work in a jeweller's and today the owner required me to stay for a few minutes because I had a customer. This customer was special because he came from France. I had to spend some time with the customer. I told the owner that I had a party and I must go but he didn't agree and I didn't have any choice. I finished my work and I hurried up to go back home.

But when I got home, there was body and all the people were in the dining-room. Then I stood in front of the door so as to go in. Inside, there was a red carpet, some guests who were my uncle and my aunt who came from London. There were also a big table, many chairs and on the wall there was a picture of my grandfather. All of them were eating and on the table there was fish soup and also onion soup.

Finally, I made the decision to open the door, I said that it was not important if they were unsatisfied. Then I went into the room and I saw that they were happy to see me and they told me that they were waiting for me so I sat and I ate with them.