A few minutes before midnight, while i was PS-ing title cards for our tv production class, i heard a noise on the roof.My dad had just left (he works overseas) that morning. But before he left, he made sure that the house would be secured from break-ins.With three dogs guarding every corner of the outside of our house, i still think that the thieves can strike again for the 3rd time.
As soon as i heard the sound on the roof, i stopped what i was doing. I listened carefully despite the fact that my heart wanted to jump out and run from my chest.The barking of the dogs didn't help much in making me calm.It made me wish that i had x-ray vision to see through the ceiling.When i couldn't take it anymore, i rushed to my mom's room where she and blister were sleeping soundly. I woke her up and told her that i heard something in the roof, but she just told me to turn off the lights in her room. I sat at the foot of their bed, listening for almost half an hour to the barking of the dogs and the doors creaking. When the thumping of my chest died down, i got back to my room to turn off the computer and get my pillow. But i couldn't get in at once because i imagined that someone was looking from my window, though it was closed. (I should have covered it with black paper like my mom told me) I inhaled and exhaled deeply, got in and did everything i had to do as fast as i could.
When i got back to my mom's room, i lay down on the foot of the bed, not minding if my sister kicks me off of the bed. I dozed off for a bit but woke up after a few minutes when i heard again something.But this time it was only my brother from the other room. I kept on hearing weird sounds, and kept on imagining things that it must be. Like the sound of water gushing down, thinking that the thief might be washing his hands on the sink at the backyard. The sound of a machine, thinking that the thief might be using some device to break-in through the roof.(it sucks sometimes when you have a wild vivid imagination)
I thought to myself, i'm getting paranoid.
When i woke up this morning, my neck and back was aching.
A few minutes before midnight, while i was PS-ing title cards for our tv production class, i heard a noise on the roof.My dad had just left (he works overseas) that morning. But before he left, he made sure that the house would be secured from break-ins.With three dogs guarding every corner of the outside of our house, i still think that the thieves can strike again for the 3rd time.
As soon as i heard the sound on the roof, i stopped what i was doing. I listened carefully despite the fact that my heart wanted to jump out and run from my chest.The barking of the dogs didn't help much in making me calm.It made me wish that i had x-ray vision to see through the ceiling.When i couldn't take it anymore, i rushed to my mom's room where she and blister were sleeping soundly. I woke her up and told her that i heard something in the roof, but she just told me to turn off the lights in her room. I sat at the foot of their bed, listening for almost half an hour to the barking of the dogs and the doors creaking. When the thumping of my chest died down, i got back to my room to turn off the computer and get my pillow. But i couldn't get in at once because i imagined that someone was looking from my window, though it was closed. (I should have covered it with black paper like my mom told me) I inhaled and exhaled deeply, got in and did everything i had to do as fast as i could.
When i got back to my mom's room, i lay down on the foot of the bed, not minding if my sister kicks me off of the bed. I dozed off for a bit but woke up after a few minutes when i heard again something.But this time it was only my brother from the other room. I kept on hearing weird sounds, and kept on imagining things that it must be. Like the sound of water gushing down, thinking that the thief might be washing his hands on the sink at the backyard. The sound of a machine, thinking that the thief might be using some device to break-in through the roof.(it sucks sometimes when you have a wild vivid imagination)
I thought to myself, i'm getting paranoid.
When i woke up this morning, my neck and back was aching.
