Our fucking neighbor bastard is a fucking creep.
He fucking creeps around our house at night.
This problem has persisted throughout the years, and after a few threats from my dad, he’ll back off temporarily.
Well it has began again. This time pissing me off and bothering me to the fucking extreme.
Due to the summer heat, and our lack of air conditioning, I keep my window open during the night.
I thought I heard something outside, but disregarded it as an animal or something. About fifteen or thirty minutes later, I hear rustling in the grass, obvious footsteps, and then a cough! A fucking cough!
I silence my TV and wait, but hear nothing else. I bolt into the loving room, where I see my dad is asleep on the couch. Not wanting to wake him, and afraid he might kill the bastard (even though he deserves it), I head back to my room, contemplating what my next move should be.
I stop in the doorway and decide to wait, prepared to catch the fucker in the act if I hear another noise. Then I realize, hey, I’m at little teenage girl. What exactly would I do? I thought to myself that I would threaten him, telling him I was going to get my dad, as we both know that the consequences for all parties would be dreadful. Then I realize that all of my options suck, and I’m fucking stuck right now with a fucking creep at my window.t.
If you can’t have privacy in your own home, what else do you have?
