It came from beyond the drain
I had quite the adventure last night...
So, it was around 11: 15pm or so and I decided to clean up the kitchen.
The blinds on the window right in front of sink were raised and I could see out into the dark abyss that is my backyard.
While scrub, scrub, scrubbing along I decided to glance out the window and my eye caught something.
I turn to look over my left shoulder and didn't see anything.
I turn to look over my right shoulder and still nothing.
Some faint noises came from the laundry room, I quickly look over my right shoulder (toward the laundry door) and didn't hear it again.
Back to the pots and pans.
I hear all sorts of odd sounds coming from behind me.
I look over my left shoulder again, even take a step back from the sink to look toward the living room; nothing.
So I go back to cleaning, thinking my imagination has got the better of me.
I look over my right shoulder again, because I know there is something screwing with me in the kitchen.
Suddenly I hear a loud sound from laundry room and what sounds like murmuring.
I figure the dog must be trying to get something off of the washing machine.
I decided then and there that once I finish in the kitchen I will check it out.
I look over my left shoulder again and the laundry room door starts to open.
IT'S MY SISTER!!!!! AARAAAAAAARRRGGHJHHHH
Apparently, I never heard come down the stairs and she walked quietly by without my knowledge.
She says as she walked by she saw me look over my left shoulder and wondered what the hell I was looking at.
The End
So, it was around 11: 15pm or so and I decided to clean up the kitchen.
The blinds on the window right in front of sink were raised and I could see out into the dark abyss that is my backyard.
While scrub, scrub, scrubbing along I decided to glance out the window and my eye caught something.
I turn to look over my left shoulder and didn't see anything.
I turn to look over my right shoulder and still nothing.
Some faint noises came from the laundry room, I quickly look over my right shoulder (toward the laundry door) and didn't hear it again.
Back to the pots and pans.
I hear all sorts of odd sounds coming from behind me.
I look over my left shoulder again, even take a step back from the sink to look toward the living room; nothing.
So I go back to cleaning, thinking my imagination has got the better of me.
I look over my right shoulder again, because I know there is something screwing with me in the kitchen.
Suddenly I hear a loud sound from laundry room and what sounds like murmuring.
I figure the dog must be trying to get something off of the washing machine.
I decided then and there that once I finish in the kitchen I will check it out.
I look over my left shoulder again and the laundry room door starts to open.
IT'S MY SISTER!!!!! AARAAAAAAARRRGGHJHHHH
Apparently, I never heard come down the stairs and she walked quietly by without my knowledge.
She says as she walked by she saw me look over my left shoulder and wondered what the hell I was looking at.
The End