Submitted by Will:
Michelle and I had a great first date. After we were done with bowling and dinner, it was late and she offered to drop me back off at my place, since I had walked to town and she had driven in. I took her up on it.
We kissed goodnight, I thanked her for dropping me off, and I went inside a pretty happy guy. I undressed, turned off the lights, and climbed into bed.
After about ten minutes, I felt an odd sensation, as if I was being watched. I jumped up in bed, and there was Michelle, staring at me through my first-floor bedroom window, the one that looked out over the backyard.
I shouted and she took off. I ran outside, but she was gone.
Three days later, she left a rambling, apologetic message on my voicemail. No, I didn't call her back.
5 comments:
WHy didn't you invite her in and hit it?
with a baseball bat
Creeeeeeepy!
Weren't you in the least curious as to why she was there? I mean it's so weird!
You probably did the right thing though.
Did she have a hockey mask on? If she didn't, you should have hit it.
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