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Today when I got home I heard a noise as I walked towards the barn (where I live). I am paranoid so I immediately got a little freaked out. When I opened the door there was nobody in sight so I let my guard down a little. As soon as I relaxed my brother stuck his head out from around the corner. I screamed and his friend Kenny came into view. I felt hands on my shoulders and turned to find Michael behind me. I started to scream for them to leave. As they left I tried to gain control of my breathing and after a while finally stopped hyperventilating. For a while I remained freaked, peering out my door and such. After about a half an hour I finally got the courage to go into the house to wash my hands (they were grimy). I put a Fleet Enema in my pocket just in case I needed to defend myself (I have noticed that nothing makes teenage boys flee like being shot with an enema.) As I was walking up the stairs I felt a hand on my back. I shot the enema at the person behind me (Michael) and hit him in the eye. I then continued on to the bathroom to wash my hands. I think he is pissed but maybe he learned that it is never a good idea to sneak up on people, especially me.