SquillTwin

Garret, my brother and I are setting the table when Garret says that there's going to be a break-in!!!

I run to the door just in time for it to start opening. "F*** off!!!" I scream as I shut the door with a bang. I jam a stool into the door for good measure, then leave to call 9-1-1. Garret and my brother take my place.

They don't last long. The phone is ringing in my ear and the thugs (there were three) rush in when I wake up.