Things that go bump and Crash
in the night
Musings from Life by Rosemary Kahn
Musings from Life by Rosemary Kahn
It was well after midnight. I know, because
that is when I turned off my bedside light. Reading in bed is such a pleasure,
especially in winter!
I must have been asleep for about an hour,
when a loud crash woke me. I lay quietly listening in the dark for any other
noises. There was a rasping and scraping sound and then silence. I did a mental
check - all the downstairs doors were locked on the inside; the security gates
were locked; my car was locked and in its garage. I crept out of bed. It is
always quite light in my bedroom, inspite of the curtains being closed. The
apartment block to the right of my building has had very bright spot lights
installed and my neighbour had left his garden spotlight on as well.
This lit up my own garden and I was able to see down to the gate, which was
locked. There was no movement anywhere. I stood and watched for several minutes.
Should I risk going downstairs, or should I go
back to bed? Where exactly had the crash come from anyway? It had sounded very
close by. Perhaps it was just a ferral cat, of which there are a number in the
vicinity, on the prowl. It might have knocked over a pot plant on one of our
patios. With a sigh, I decided to go back to bed. I felt safe enough upstairs
and all was quite again and I refuse to live in fear. After all, we have
electrically operated security gates and seven rows of electrically wired
fencing all round the property. We also have a security guard cycle patrol on
duty 24/7. I climbed into bed and my last conscious thought was,
"What a
way to live!"
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