My wife and son were out of town, so I had the house to myself. I used that opportunity to do something I never get to do – have a shower with the washroom door open.
Small things like that make me happy.
Anyway, I was just getting out of the shower, when – without a sound – I see someone’s head slowly go by in the dark corridor outside the washroom door!
I nearly shat myself in terror; the doors were all locked, how did anyone get in? And there was something unnatural and menacing about that slow silent glide by the door. Like they must have known I was there, but they just didn’t care. Plus whoever it was was really tall – the head was seven feet off the ground. My heart raced so fast I thought I was going to have a heart attack.
Wet and terrified, I peered out of the door …
… to find the mystery solved: the “head” was my son’s helium balloon toy, partly deflated over time, floating by on the slight air current.
In short, I had nearly been frightened to death by my kid’s toy. Not my proudest moment. -@Malthus1
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