She first woke me at
2am. I had just moved in the week before
and she wasn’t happy with me living here – in her home – as I was yet another
intruder she felt she had to get rid of.
However, to her, this was going to be another routine thing to do.
“What the hell!” I
sat up in bed and turned on the bedside lamp, turned back but she was gone, “Who
the hell was that?”
I didn’t sleep again
that night – well not much anyway.
I had
to figure out who was living in my home with me.
