On some real shyt.
I woke up at 157 am.

I hear some strange noises sounds like someone is walking around my downstairs. I got my dog down there and she don't let no motherfukker in the crib.
So I get up and quietly walk to my stairs and slowly down them. The dog sure enough is sleeping on her little bed.

Looked like she's been there for a while. So it wasn't her walking around.
I look down the hall and hear something crack.

Like a stick being broke in half.
I walk towards the sound and see a shadow. Some thing moving by the bathroom door.
Someone is in my motherfukkin house and this damn dog just sleeping like a fukkin dog!
I quickly but quietly reach into my coat closet and grab my emergency crow bar. One of those long crow bars. Reach is everything sometimes. I stop and just listen.
Then I hear my dog growl. She's looking right down the hall. The hair standing up on her back. Showing teeth. But not barking.
I then hear another crackin sound! So I say fukk it and walk to the bathroom door I open it and a fukking bird comes flying out the shower.
Scared the holy shyt out me. Just like in the movies.
So now a fukkin bird is in the crib.
