Okay two things happened to me this week. First, how would you feel if you just moved into a house and in the first week of living there get this note in the door:

Mary, (name changed to protect whoever it is)
I wasn't sure if I should knock or not. Let me know how late is too late.
No signature

Yeah, umm, this was found slid into my door. I have no clue who the no name is or who Mary is for that matter. But here's where it gets worse, the note in question was left some time after 11 p.m. but before 5 a.m. You tell me, how late is too late? Buddy whoever the fuck ya are, if you dared knock anywhere during those hours you will have a very pissed off husband and a wife that will attack as you just woke up her kids. Hubby because you just woke him up.

What kind of idiot comes over that late anyways? Buddy you need to go find Mary and leave us alone. You don't want to mess with folks that just got out of the military, or moved into a brand new house. There's no telling what's behind that door.

The cops at my door part (sorry this wasn't included earlier)....
late last night after we had just fallen to sleep, okay, I didn't because I sensed something was up. Don't ask me why, I get those stupid vibes all the time and something happens. Well, hubby had just started snoring and someone began pounding our front door. I pushed him, "Get up, someone's at the fucking door." He jumped up quickly and flew down the stairs. I know this because I could hear the hop hop and not him taking each one.

I could hear a female voice asking for, "Mary," but that was all. When he came back he tells me, "It was the cops, they were here to arrest Mary, whoever that is. I told them she must've moved because we just moved here and no one in this house with that name."

Okay so it isn't a huge story, but when you have a bad feeling and can't sleep and everything is quiet and suddenly you hear a pounding after you've went to bed, how the heck would you feel? I was scared out of my mind.