Friday, September 25, 2009

Someone is Knocking at my Door

Last night I felt an emotion I have never experienced before. In my life.

Let me set the stage for you.

Jeffrey was downstairs doing homework. I decided it was time to get Keith to bed, so we went into his room and started his bedtime routine. It was dark outside at this time, I don't remember how late it was. All the lights upstairs were off aside from Keith's bedroom light which is in the back corner of the house. Downstairs the only light on was the computer room, but that light is hidden by bushes and is in the back of the house. From the outside our house looked completely black.

As Keith and I were cleaning up our toys, I went into the hall to put something away and that is when it happened. I heard it.

And I felt sheer terror.

I was frozen to the spot. I couldn't move. Adrenelin kicked in.
There was a click at the door. I heard the latch go up. Luckily when we had gotten home I had double locked the door with both of the deadbolts on the door. But that didn't matter. I heard the noise and immediately turned on the hall light. I didn't hear anything else, but that could be because my heart was pumping so loudly. I stood frozen to the spot, my mind racing. Should I scream for Jeffrey? If I did, would he hear me? If I screamed it would scare Keith, and I didn't want to frighten him. Should I go downstairs and get Jeffrey? But I didn't want to leave Keith alone upstairs with a mad psychoman on the prowl. I finally decided I would run down, get Jeffrey and run back up, leaving Keith for only a few seconds. Jeffrey came running when I told him someone was trying to come into the house.

He looked out the front door and we saw no one, of course. He asked me what the sound was, and so I pressed down the latch, and got the feeling all over again. I had not imagined it. I had not assigned a meaning to a different sound, mistaking it for the door latch. It was exact. We closed the door, and Jeffrey stayed upstairs for the rest of the night. I was terrified!

A few minutes later I was putting Keith into his bed and heard a rattling sound outside of his window. Again, fear shot through my body. I hurried him into his bed and ran out of his room remembering a ladder was propped under his window. Jeffrey went outside and put it away, and for the rest of the night stayed by my side like the wonderful man he is.

We slept with the lights on. I didn't sleep.

This morning I felt quite a bit better, but to be on the safe side, we spent the day in Salt Lake. After dropping Jeffrey off at work, Keith and I went to Cabelas to meet up with my sister in law and her kids. I can be content never going to that store again. I am not a fan of hundreds of taxidermied animals looking at me. It makes me sad. I would rather see them alive and roaming around. Keith had fun at the shooting range. He tried to scope the area by looking into the butt of the gun. Kind of funny.We then went to Thanksgiving Point for lunch, and after playing long and hard with his cousins, Keith fell asleep on my lap. It was a very full and exhausting day!



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