Mil-Spec45
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So here's a little story of what happened to me last night...let me set it up for you:
It was in the dead of night. I heard a noise that woke me up. I groggily wake up, rub my eyes, and feel the other side of my bed to check if my wife is still there...yep she was there sleeping. It took my eyes a little bit to adjust right (I wear glasses), but I can see a shadowy looking figure in the room. I hear a noise again, and it's coming from right in front of me, and I saw the shadowy figure move around a little bit. My heart starts pounding a million beats a second, I start sweating real bad, I can't think straight, and I found myself starting to shake a little. In a split second I grab my gun and light, point the light on the man in my room and pull the slack on the trigger, scream "FREEZE!!!! (waking my wife who starting screaming); millimeters away from popping a round off...
...then I realize. The "shadowy" figure was an old jacket my wife hung up on the dresser in front of the bed when she was going through our winter clothes earlier in the day. The "noise" and "movement" was from one of our cats that was playing tug-of-war with the strings that hang down from the jacket. I felt like a complete idiot, but I cannot describe the relief that I felt at that point. It made me realize that I need better preperation so I'll be better prepared in case next time is the real thing; And that I cannot go to bed with things hanging from my dresser!
The funny thing is, my dad was walking to the bathroom one night (a long time ago) and found a man in his house standing in the hallway. They both stood real still and neither made any sudden movements, and for a few hours my dad stood "petrified", just scared to death. As soon as it started getting lighter outside and he could see, he realized that it was the large human-sized mirror in the hallway. The "burglar" was himself! So I guess it runs in the family. Anything stupid like these stories ever happen to any of you?
It was in the dead of night. I heard a noise that woke me up. I groggily wake up, rub my eyes, and feel the other side of my bed to check if my wife is still there...yep she was there sleeping. It took my eyes a little bit to adjust right (I wear glasses), but I can see a shadowy looking figure in the room. I hear a noise again, and it's coming from right in front of me, and I saw the shadowy figure move around a little bit. My heart starts pounding a million beats a second, I start sweating real bad, I can't think straight, and I found myself starting to shake a little. In a split second I grab my gun and light, point the light on the man in my room and pull the slack on the trigger, scream "FREEZE!!!! (waking my wife who starting screaming); millimeters away from popping a round off...
...then I realize. The "shadowy" figure was an old jacket my wife hung up on the dresser in front of the bed when she was going through our winter clothes earlier in the day. The "noise" and "movement" was from one of our cats that was playing tug-of-war with the strings that hang down from the jacket. I felt like a complete idiot, but I cannot describe the relief that I felt at that point. It made me realize that I need better preperation so I'll be better prepared in case next time is the real thing; And that I cannot go to bed with things hanging from my dresser!
The funny thing is, my dad was walking to the bathroom one night (a long time ago) and found a man in his house standing in the hallway. They both stood real still and neither made any sudden movements, and for a few hours my dad stood "petrified", just scared to death. As soon as it started getting lighter outside and he could see, he realized that it was the large human-sized mirror in the hallway. The "burglar" was himself! So I guess it runs in the family. Anything stupid like these stories ever happen to any of you?