Saturday, July 2, 2011

Okay, what?

What.
What.
What.
There is a guy outside my house. It's dark out already, so I can't see much, but what I can make out, he's just standing across the street and looking over here. Medium height, wearing a hoodie, dark gray or black (How the hell can he stand to wear that, I'm not sure. It has to be at least 80 degrees out there.) I can't see his face because the hood is up. I'm not even sure it's a guy, but the build and stance seems that way.

I'm really tempted to go out and say something, because as far as I can tell, he's been out there for a bit now... But I'm kind of scared. I wish I had mom's old gun, but no, of course not. There's gotta be pepper spray in here or something... I keep glancing out the window and he's just standing there.


EDIT: 30 minutes later. He's gone. Went over to ask the neighbors if they knew him, and they're apparently on vacation or something, because they're not home. Still really freaked out, but no longer on the verge of an anxiety attack. I have tea and a painting to work on. All will be well.

4 comments:

  1. Okay. That's bloody creepy babe. Keep your doors locked and stay safe kay Liss? You know how to reach me.

    And hopefully it was nothing.

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  2. I'll call you if something happens agan. Stocking up on pepper spray and all of that fun stuff. I'm tempted to call the police if I see the guy again, but he didn't -do- anything besides be vaguely creepy.

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  3. Creepers are still vaguely illegal if they trespass. I'll be glad to hear from you anyway.

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  4. Are you sure they weren't home?

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