Posted October 04, 2018 11:27:31The night before I was due to fly to Baghdad to join the United Nations on a diplomatic mission, I decided to buy a lantern for a friend who is a balloon artist.
She had been inspired to create a small display that would illuminate a building in a dark room.
After putting the lantern down, I noticed that the light was still on.
“That’s because we haven’t put the battery back in yet,” I thought.
So, I asked my friend what was going on.
She told me that she needed to check on her battery to make sure it was working.
It was a rare occurrence in Iraq to have a battery not charged, so I didn’t know how to tell if the lantern was still working.
“Why are you checking on your battery?”
I asked her.
She shrugged and said she was checking to make certain she wasn’t draining the battery too fast.
I then took a look at the battery’s position in the balloon and noticed that it had a lot of holes, which meant it was getting close to full.
It took me a moment to realize that my battery was still charging.
I wondered if I should just put the lantern back in the air and let it drain for a while to check it out again, but I knew I couldn’t leave it there.
I had to make a decision.
“I’m going to let you know how you did,” I told her, which turned out to be an easy decision.
I then called the UN Security Council to ask them to get their batteries charged again.
The Security Council didn’t respond to my request for help, but their spokesman told me he’d be happy to help.
I waited about a week for their batteries to charge up, and then I got in touch with my friend to see if she could arrange for me to fly over the Iraqi city of Fallujah to take the lantern with me.
At first, I didn`t think I could fly the lantern because the city is a military installation and we wouldn`t be allowed to go there.
But after some discussion with my brother, I convinced him to let me use his personal balloon as a prop.
When I finally got the balloon into the air, I immediately noticed that there was a lot going on around the lantern.
I thought I was seeing a UFO, but the lantern itself wasn`t flying anymore.
I asked a few people what was happening and they said they thought it was some kind of laser beam that was causing the light to flicker.
Then I realized that this was really an explosion.
I couldn`t believe what I was watching.
When the lantern exploded, I looked out my window and saw that the whole city was on fire.
I didn”t know what to do next.
I went over to the Security Council and told them what was wrong, but they didn` t believe me and said they would contact the police.
I was so confused that I didn�t realize that I was in danger.
As soon as I got out of the balloon, I went to the nearest fire station to get help.
But I couldn�t find anyone there.
As I was talking to the fire marshal, a fire engine stopped by and said, “We are there.”
When I got back to my house, my wife was crying because she couldn` t get me to come back to her and tell her I`m safe.
As a result of the fire, my house burned down and my family was evacuated.
My brother and I had the misfortune of being in a military area in Iraq when a balloon exploded.
It didn`T seem like the first time I had been in such an accident.
I spent several days in a local hospital where I got tested for a variety of infections and had to undergo several surgeries to fix my damaged heart.
After the hospitalization, I got a call from my friend who was worried that I had fallen asleep at the wheel.
“It was an accident,” I said, which scared her even more.
The next day, we were told that a rocket had hit the roof of the security compound, killing many people.
We then learned that the explosion had been caused by a homemade rocket, and that my friend and I were the only people left alive.