im just that cool... hahaa

Okay, so my mum was going to the airport to drop off a friend. She said she would be back soon. No bother, I'll just sit and listen to my music.

A few minutes after she had left, there was a rap at the door. I didn't want to answer it. What if it was more trick or treaters? So I just sat there.
Over the course of the next few minutes the rapping at the door had gotten more frequent and i was getting impatient.Tthe volume on my computer had been turned up full and i decided to go and put my head phones in. The knocking was getting violent now, like the anger from the pounding fists at my front door was reverberating through the entire house.
It wasnt as if i could pretend I wasnt there. The blinds were wide open, I could feel the mans eyes boring into my back, willing me to turn round.
 So I do.
 He stands there, head held high, back straight. about twenty three, I would say. He certainly looks rough, though. Yellowed skin, sunken eyes, greasy hair...
  Fear rises in the pit of my stomach, bubbling up from my lower abdomen, like a snake sliding up through my intestines, small and large.
  I obviously know he isnt here to trick or treat. I simply get up like I didnt see him and I walk upstairs at a slow pace. Lucky i grabbed my phone on the way out. I try mum.
  Great, her phone starts in the kitchen. She's left her phone here.Ii sit in my locked bathroom and try to calm myself.
  Nan! I'll phone Nan!
  Grandads coming down. I heard banging from downstairs so they've obviously broken in.



Turns out the banging was fireworks. The postman was coming to deliver a very important letter. Funny how the mind plays trck on Halloween, isn't it?



This actually happened to me a few hours ago.