
intruder
Then we moved into a two-room house that Bud had rented. Bud was working nights; he would sleep until midnight before going to work. One night I was ironing, the door and windows were open; I never did shut any door or windows unless I had too. I could feel somebody looking at me, I just felt like somebody was looking at me. So I shut the door, turn all the lights off and got in bed behind Bud. I was laying there and I heard the front door open and could hear foot step coming, I poke Bud in the ribs and said do you hear that, Bud said yes. When that guy heard me talk, he went out the door. Bud jumps up and tried to catch him. We never did find out who this was that walk through the door. But we had are suspicion.
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