I woke up with a start. I heard the sound of my front door opening. I lived alone and no one told me they were coming over. This meant one thing, someone was intruding in my house. I grabbed my phone and ran to my closet, making sure my bedroom door was locked. A few minutes went by with no noise and I presumed that whoever it was had gone away. However, I was wrong. The door to my bedroom was kicked open and the intruder was now examining my bedroom. I waited for him to turn away from the closet and ran down the stairs. The man chased me in quick pursuit, but I was faster. I dashed out my door and ran to the neighbors, realizing I had forgotten to call 911. It took a while, but my neighbor managed to subdue me so I could explain to them everything. This concludes the scariest encounter I’ve ever had.
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