Most frightening experience ever in my house. I had been dropped off after dark. My house was pitch black and nobody was home. I turned on some lights, unlocked my bedroom, put up my coat and changed clothes. I grabbed my tablet, turned off the lights in my room. I walked down the hall, turned on the furnace, and sat in the recliner waiting for the heat to kick on. The house was dead silent. I hear a rustling sound come from my room. Is that a cat? No, both cats are shut in downstairs. More rustling comes from my room, followed by a soft thud. Then a scraping sound and a louder thud. Again, Thud. This whole time I am frozen, dead silent, staring down the hall at my pitch black doorway, waiting for the next sound or expecting to see a critter to run out of my room. Then another scraping sound, a louder thud and the loudest sound of falling boxes and plastic bags. What the heck!?!? Is someone rummaging and tearing my room apart?! I went down the hallway towards my room, my only weapon...a handful of purple fuzzy hangers. ...... ........ .................. I quickly turned on the light. There were socks and panties EVERYWHERE! It looked like they were trying to make a run to my bed. My drawers of clothes had vomited on the floor. Yesterday, l Had piled my folded laundry and a nylon laundry bag full of clean clothes on top of an open drawer. The drawers apparently couldnt handle their ballance after my coat being added to it and had slowly tipped over dumping the contents of the laundry bag, everything on top of the set of drawers and all the drawers all fell out. In the end, it wasnt a burgaler, ghost, or critter. It was just my clothes thumping in the dark. Ive never been so frightened by clothes in my entire life! I hate being home alone.
Posted on: Tue, 29 Oct 2013 08:10:11 +0000
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