normal saturday morning i'm home alone and i hear jangling at my door and footsteps and i'm like "WTF is going on." and I call my mom because I think someone's tryna break in. i hear a footstep mid call from upstairs and i run into the lower floor downstairs and barricade and everything. eventually i work up the courage to stop hiding in the basement and run out the front door to the furthest house down my street and have the police called to my house. turns out the footsteps were birds flapping in the vents. kill me 💔.
no joke, I legit called 911 because of birds in my vents.
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