As I came home from work I noticed something off when I pulled into my driveway. Just one thing. Little thing. It's a normal summer thing. But when I saw it I thought 'worst case scenario'. As such, upon shutting the car off I snuck into my own home where, after silently unlocking, opening, closing, then relocking my door I immediately took off nearly all my clothes and silently moved into the living room.
I grabbed the first of many hidden weapons I have around my house and sat down on the floor. In the darkness. Not making a single sound. Waiting.
15 minutes passed and after nothing happened I calculated that if someone was in my home they would have attacked by now or made the slightest of movement. As such I turned on the lights, did a sweep, and found nothing.
The thing that was off? The outside door was open. My landlord probably left it open to let the cool night air in knowing I'd be home late tonight. And yet the only thing still running through my mind? 'I need to start carrying my knife on me again.'
******** me I am ******** up.
 Red Einlanzer · Sat Apr 25, 2009 @ 02:35am · 1 Comments |
