The walk in.

It was early morning when I woke up. The sun was still hiden behinde the hill that my house is on.I heard a loud crash downstairs. It starteled me to the point at which I was clinging to my sheets. It took about 15 minutes for my heart to leave my throat and by then I had figured that fi-fi, my cat, had knocked over something. I got up pulled on my patriots Pj bottoms and left my room. My stairs creaked and groaned as I walked down them. Waiting to see Fi-fi come scuddling out of the kitchen door to my left Iwas suprised to find a Rather short,scruffy looking mantheat smelled strongly of cheap cigars and whiskey. He wore a long over coat the was caked in mud and his face was shrowded in shadow,Or was it dirt. I don’t recall. HE stood there for a few minutes then fell overon his side. At this point I was not worried about him being a threat.He was abummbling drunk .What damage could he do. OH I shoud have Known.

The walk in.

PHXbeowulf

Joined February 2008

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