... my best idea!? Standing, staring at my door, trembling with fright and suspense. I look around, nowhere to go. A bitter draught flows around me; the net curtains fly like a flag at mast. The tall oak tree branches tap on the frosted windowpane, as if to tell me that going out the window, was the only option I had left. I hear the bathroom door open; their footsteps are getting closer. I don't know who is here, trespassing in my house, taking over my property, invading my space. Slowly I reach over for the torch that's in the draw of my bedside cabinet. Another door creaked open. Decision over I had to do it. I grab my shoes and as quietly as possible slide the window up. I ease myself out on to the ledge and shuffle along, out of view from the window. Dizzy with height, the ground is ...

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