I turn to rush to the living room but I stop on my track when the footsteps get closer to the front door. I panic and rush to the kitchen and scamper for any weapon. I try to muffle my scared whimpers and I pick up a knife. I tiptoe to the windows and pull down the blinds and all I can see is a shadow. I barely could tell what it looks like but it’s a man. He wears a hoodie and the hood covers his face. He pulls out his phone and pace around as he dials a number. I see that as an opportunity to come out and so I did. I quietly open the front door still deciphering if I should wake the others. I close the door and hide the knife behind me as I walk to this invador. He looks busy with his phone as he paces to the backyard. I hastily follow and thought of a way to attack a trespasser without hurting them. I walk closer and he swiftly turns around when I am about to charge at him.