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Bruh someone is hiding in my house its not far from here either, like literally down the street, on the other side of the gutter, past the tree and the driveway. Take my cup of water for example, i came out of the basement stretching and yawning and scratching my ear, wiping that earwax on the door knob so its not on the floor. And my cup of water was gone- i mean i had sat it there at 2 am when everyone was snoozing, and im always the first one up because i have to leave through the front door. I looked and looked and it was in the dishwasher…whut?
I looked around to see if anything else of mine had moved, i checked the oven for my pizza i made the night before (i like my crust chewy and my pizza soggy) and someone had put it in the trash. I really did not understand. Now i do, but ill get to that later. You will be suprise about who it was moving everything around. So anyways, i went back to my house and had to get another pizza. This time i got one with plenty of toppings, maybe so that the thrower awayer would see the value in it, and not waste food this time. I got them a cheese pizza, so that maybe that would eat that, INSTEAD OF THROWING AWAY MY PIZZA!!! But i could not look too long in my freezer, because they cut my power off. I told the utility company, multiple times,
I went back to my other house at 2 am when the lights were off. I brushed my teeth with my toothbrush, and guess what, it was already wet. Someone had either been watching how i wash the faucet or used my toothbrush. Either way, i was considering moving out, because this was too weird. I went to the kitchen and filled my cup of water, and this time i had an idea. I left the fridge open and the oven preheating all night to the highest setting, if someone shut it off then i knew they werent listening to me. Because i also wrote a note. It said
And i smoked a fat joint with the weed i didnt remeber hiding in the box named
Anyways i started to preheat the oven. It was getting kind of smokey in there from the newspaper and olive oil, but it was almost ready for the pizza.
I had a long hard day at work. My back hurt from lifting all the stuff all day and my phone died at 10 am. I had more pizza though, and was determined to eat it. I walked past my house– and it was gone. It was a pile of smoking wood. My heart began to race, all of my weed was in there. A neighbor walked up to me-
"Isnt what"
He looked at me oddly for a second, he was the odd one.
"Im not sure, son"
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He pointed over towards a man and a woman, and two kids. They were crying so hard for some reason and the man was sifting the ashes between his pathetic little fingers wiping his beady little eyes.
But he
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