Dina
I was in the kitchen ironing one of my work shirts when I heard the knock at the door. Looking down at how I was dressed I decided it was best to ignore it and pretend I was not home. The knock came again a little more loudly. "I am not home, go away," I said quietly. Then out of the blue I heard keys rattling and the deadbolt start to turn. Panic immediately set in, quickly I ran out of the kitchen, nearly falling as I slipped on the hard wood floors in my nylon covered...