Monday, October 19, 2015

Yes, on the rooftop

Saturday morning I was happily enjoying my sleep, when I was woken by a loud noise on the roof. I didn't pay much attention to it, because there have been large birds landing and resting on it for weeks. However, that changed when my mom answered the phone and started screaming. Me and my siblings all rushed out of bed and toward my mom, who was screaming there was a man on our roof.

My first instinct? Grab my baseball bat and head outside. I didn't see the guy, as I was trying to calm down the dogs. But my brother headed out to check it out and luckily, most of our neighbors were already in front of our house, trying to find out how the heck the dude got on it in the first place.

Apparently, he was being chased and having run through various neighbors backyards, saw our carport, jumped onto it, and then our roof. Hah? Yes, apparently that made sense to him. My brother and the neighborhood watch demanded he get off the roof, after enduring his crazy ranting.  After twenty minutes the police came and they took him away.

I know what you're going to say. This would make an interesting detail for a story. But honestly? I just wish crazy crap like this would stop happening to me, or my family. But such is life, right? Of all the things I thought could happen, I didn't think of some random person coming to hide on our roof.

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