Elephants from Above

Stomp, stomp, STOMP! The elephants that live above me are ruthless. I do not understand how someone can walk around their room so much in one day. Honestly, if I'm in my room, I am usually sitting on my bed. However, those people who shall remains nameless are constantly strutting causing my room to shift and shake. Last year I lived upstairs and didn't understand why the people below me always came upstairs to tell us to be quiet. Now I know how it feels, except last year I don't believe I spent most of my time plodding along in my room. I so badly want to go upstairs and break their feet. That seems harsh and I would never do that, but I cannot help but feel hatred when they wake me up at 7 in the morning when they JUMP off their beds. I've just about had it.