Window into Insanity

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.