Way to scare me.
I came home.
You weren’t in your room.
You weren’t up stairs.
I called your name.
No answer.
I automatically thought the worst.
I didn’t want to keep looking.
But I did.
I grabbed the phone.
And continued my search, again calling your name.
After checking the house I just stood and looked at the garage.
You wouldnt believe the images that…
I did find you.
Behind the garage.
But not the way I expected to.
I asked you why you didn’t answer me when I called.
You just gave me that stupid cocky smile.
Then.
For the rest of the night you were fine.
I don’t understand how you could do that.
