Stranger Return To My Home

Stranger Return To My Home

A Story by Kaye

Sleeping in my bed silent as a child and suddenly I heard a stomp on my front porch. He was walking up and down the stairs like he was looking for something or somebody. But I realized he was just trying to see if someone was home. So I walked quietly to the window and his big brown eyes gazed at me, and I said "GET OFF MY PORCH! - Because I know where you live and I am calling the police!". So He ran off my porch with them big big brown eyes and gave me a scary look.

- Love Kaye
1/22/2016

© 2016 Kaye


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Added on January 23, 2016
Last Updated on January 23, 2016
Tags: Life, Short Story, Spoken Word, Stranger, Neighborhood, Home