Jimin's POV
I was awaken from my abysmal thoughts by some noises coming from what I'm guessing is the kitchen but I just ignored it. I wanted to check on it but I thought maybe its just me being delusional because I'm home alone, so I just let it go.
I took my phone from the nightstand to check what time it is, 11:25am is what it says.
Suddenly, a loud thud startled me. My pulse ramped up. I froze - with all my breath trapped. Then another loud thud followed the first one. I'm most definitely not alone. Someone is in the house.
My hands got sweaty as I twisted the door knob and got out of my room. As I was walking down the stairs, I could feel my legs trembling. I tiptoed my way to the kitchen assuming it came from there, still with my heart rapidly palpitating .
It was empty...yet my heart wouldn't settle. Something wasn't right here. I could feel warm air surrounding the kitchen. I looked over to the other side and what I saw gave me chills running down my spine. The window above the sink was wide open . I felt discouraged and utterly terrified. My memories were filled with horror and monotonous feeling. Thoughts like 'did mom forget to close it?' , 'Did someone break into our house' are what I have in mind at the moment. The window is not the type which can be easily opened and of course it's impossible to open by itself. I walked slowly to the kitchen door and took a bat which was sitting behind it. I don't know why we have a bat there but it has always been there I guess.
I gripped the bat as tight as I can and walked slowly to the living room trying not to make a single sound. As I walk into the living room, I see books scattered all over the floor and at that moment I was sure that someone broke into the house. I went over to the book shelf and see more books on the floor. I held my bat as tight as I could ready to hit whoever is in the house. I trailed my eyes over to the book shelf scanning it from bottom to top.I see some of the books were missing from the most bottom shelf and the shelf above it. The third shelf was empty. But ... there was something on it.
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.IT WAS A FREAKING CAT!!!!!! The cat was just sitting there comfortably as if no shît had happened while licking its ginger fur. I cursed under my breath as I see the cat which I thought was a burglar. I dropped the bat which made the cat meowed due to the loud sound.
I wanted to make sure no one was in the house besides that cat so I took the bat and hugged it to my chest then started checking each and every rooms in the house. No one was there. But how did the cat get into the house is the only question I have in mind after checking the house. I went back to the kitchen and closed the window.' Maybe mom did forget to close the window' I said to myself then shrugged it off.
I went over to the bookshelf and picked the cat up. I wanted to kick it from the door but instead I just dropped it in the front door then closed it in the speed of light.
I went to the kitchen to get a glass of water. I placed the glass on kitchen counter and poured water in it. I gulped down the water and headed towards my bedroom upstairs. As I was going upstairs, I heard light knocks. I freezed on my way , feeling scared & terrified again, panic taking over me. I wiped off my hands on the sides of my shirt. I started walking down slowly, hand sliding on the stair rail . I walked towards the door quietly and slowly. I place both of my hands on the sides of the peephole and raised on my toes to look into the peephole. My eyes widen when I saw no one outside. I quickly step back from the door and stood there, thinking all the worse things that could happen right now. I shook my head, pushing all the negative thoughts aside .
"Maybe the person left ?" " maybe the person got the wrong door? " " I was too late to open the door? " "who could that person be?" I was busy telling and convincing myself when I heard the knocks again . This time a bit louder which made me scared & terrified once again. I stumbled back and start stepping backwards until the back of my legs touched the couch in living room.
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