𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐲'𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐨: 𝟗 | 𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐲𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐛𝐬

❝ random occurence ❞

so a weird guy came to my house.

glad i wasn't the only person to think it was sus. my mom also watched the guy and made my sister be quiet.

we watched the guy come walking to our house from the right. i noticed that the guy was wearing a hat that clearly covered a bald head, sunglasses, a polo or t-shirt, and shorts. he also appeared to be carrying a package. he walked around our mailbox and on our driveway.

there was a single ring of the doorbell. we all watched and waited. the guy should've been able to hear the tv in our living room, but he never rang more than once. sill stood there for a solid minute though.

  after that, the guy just walked back to the right. i don't remember if i saw him still holding that package thing though.

  the guy walked to our house. no car. it really was sus. especially when he just walked back from where he came.

  i considered it being a guy who got the wrong package and was checking to see if it belonged to any of us. however, i'm the third house on my street, so it doesn't make sense that the guy would just stop after mine.

  idk if my mom's checked to see if there was anything left. i haven't gone back downstairs.

  after considering the wrong package idea, i thought about what i saw about the guy's appearance and suddenly thought of my dad. dressed the way my dad would dress, was bald, and was around average height (my dad is 5'8").

  it creeps me out that i have no idea where my dad lives. he could easily live close to me, and i'd have no idea. the street next to mine is a line of houses that are much cheaper (my dad can't make much money the last time i heard from him,,, he talked about hanging out with rihanna). it'd be very much like my dad to try to live as close as possible. fuckin creep knowing no boundaries and being oblivious to how uncomfortable he makes people.