Story Time

Rain fell all around me as I crossed the drive way. A loud crack deafened the sky, disguising my clumsy entrance through the side gate. As planned I circled the house to brake in through the sliding glass door this task made easy by the left over Xmas decorations carelessly left on by the owner.

A broken latch expedited my entrance to the dark living room. In my search for a light switch I came across the guardian of the abode. His presence made eerie bye the dimly lit room.

I didn't hesitate though, I was here for the pig, and this skeleton imposter will not hinder my progress. Little did I know I was being watched. My illegal moves made clear as day through the owners night vision camera. He was ready for me.

My aimless stumbling led me to the lamp in the center of the room.  A quick tug on the pull string illuminated the home as if the sun itself were to have risen in the corner of the room.

I head some rustling moments before I pulled the cord, as if someone had run from behind me and into the nearest room down the hall.  In search of the source of this noise I ventured into the nearest room.  Flipping the light switch mounted on the wall exposed  a cup of tea, still warm.

My soul felt pierced. Someone was watching me. I turned quickly and there he was...

I was busted, I need the pig, I need to run!

Snatched the tress legged pig from the desk and split. He had my picture, but I have the power....

BEHOLD!