Intrusion.

[Ptah]

Monday morning at 3:24 am, an intruder poked his head into my bedroom.

I know the time because of my clock-radio next to my bed.

First I was awoke by sounds from my porch.

At first I thought it was my upstairs neighbor, opening his sliding door.

Nope, through my vertical blinds a face like Frank Zappa looks around my bedroom.

Like Frank, but with the hair of the Boss.

Despite my verbal warnings, he continued to enter.

I continued to declare "I'm calling the Police!"

I jumped out of bed and pushed him back outside.

He exclaimed. "I didn't do nothing!" as he fell back.

He picked himself up and stumbled to the gate.

He stepped outside and gently reached back and locked the gate.

I think he was looking for my son.

[Ptah]

1. P. S.

I no longer sleep in the nude.

[MiddleFingerMom]

2. My ex and I lived in a tiny A-frame set up on 10-ft posts over a tiny creek deep in the woods.

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She had told me when I got home that she had met one of our "neighbors" (a ways off in the woods)
and that he was having a party that night (we decided not to go).
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We were watching TV when this man just walked in through the front door. I thought it was our
neighbor (and knew I had to speak to him about intruding like that), but when I looked at my ex, I
saw not a speck of recognition in her eyes.
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I JUMPED off the couch as he asked, "You got any whiskey?"
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I hit him with my shoulder about mid-section and propelled him backwards out through the still-open
door. He hit the railing of our small balcony/porch and flipped over it. I ran out just in time to see him
get up, brush himself off and wander off through the woods towards the sound of traffic in the distance.
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I still sleep in the Emperor's new clothes, but I have ALWAYS locked my doors after that.
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Pretty scary -- what if he hadn't been some (as it turned out) harmless drunk?
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[Kali]

3. yikes!

oh man, I am so sorry. I thought this was going to be a geology image.