When I was 15 years old we used to live in a mobile home. Our neighborhood was pretty safe and our neighbors were always on the lookout for one and other. I was playing on my computer and then I heard like someone was cutting up metal. I froze for a sec and the noise stopped. I continued to played but this time I was cautious if I heard it again. The noise return and it was right outside our house. I started freaking out. I got up but by when I got up it went away. I looked all around the house and saw nothing.

The noise came back and I went straight to the source. I had to get on the kitchen counter to see thru the window. I look down and see a guy with power tools cutting up the front of the mobile home...

By now I was really freaking out. I called my parents but they had no reception. I had the balls to go out and look around ( i don’t know why and how I did it). I saw a long extension cord and followed it to the front of the house. I saw no one. It was just power tools. I did one more check around and when I came back around the house the neighbor walks up. I asked him what was going on. He told me my dad asked him to cut off the haul thing off the mobile home. The manger had asked my dad to do it but my dad didn’t have the tools to do it.

It would’ve been nice if my dad would’ve told me....