Luckily it wasn’t to be me.

It was three o'clock in the morning when the phone rang. At first, I thought that was something from my job. I had been working all day long so I was so tired that I left the phone ringing out and tried to rest. After several minutes the phone rang again, so I woke up. I couldn't recognize the phone number so I started to worry about that and answered immediately. It was my doctor, so I was starting to freak out. He told me he had been trying to contact me for hours. He started to ask me several questions: How I'm feeling? Am I feeling dizzy? I told him that I was well, then he mumbled something like "then it has to be me". Then a rough sound came from his side like somebody just fell down. Hello! Hello! I said, but nobody answered. I took my other phone to call to the hospital; they said me that the doctor had been died in his own office several minutes ago.