The Homeless Woman Who Knew Too Much

When I was in college, I lived in a 2 bedroom, 3rd story apartment in a good part of town. My 2 best friends lived there with me as well as my boyfriend at the time. The apartment was quite spacious, so all 4 of us got along well, and all of us were usually very respectful of each other's space and belongings.<br><br>It was a beautiful day in November, and I was on the balcony, doing some deep cleaning with bleach, but the air was still crisp and so refreshing. A lot of my down jackets, blankets, and some shirts were on the balcony as well, and I had opened the balcony door to get some fresh air in my apartment while I cleaned.<br><br>Suddenly I hear my friend come in from the front door. She had just gotten back from class, and she says "Hey, do you smell that?" I reply, "No, I don't smell anything but fresh air. You're probably imagining things." She insists she smells something pretty strong, but says she'll go to her room to relax.<br><br>About 10 minutes later she comes running out of her room, and she looked absolutely terrified. She had tears in her eyes, and she says, "(My Name), there is a homeless woman on my bed". I sort of laughed, thinking she was just joking, of course, until I looked over and saw the homeless woman, literally on her bed, laying under the covers, looking like she owned the place.<br><br>I don't know how she got into the apartment, but I can only assume she walked in through the balcony, even though I have no idea what the hell possessed her to do that. But I was shitting bricks, and I didn't know what to do. So I went and got my boyfriend and roommates.<br><br>We all went back into my room, and she looked at us like we were strangers, and she just says, "Welcome home". But then she looks at my roommates and boyfriend, and she says, "Oh, so this is (Boyfriend), (Best Friend 1), (Best Friend 2), and (My Name)!! I've heard so much about you! Oh, I know all of your names!"<br><br>I was absolutely terrified, as were my roommates and boyfriend. We didn't sit there and have a casual conversation, but I did ask her some questions. I asked how she got in, but she didn't give a straight answer and instead, she laughed maniacally. I asked how she knew my name, and the name of my roommates and boyfriend, and she said, "I've been watching you all for a while now."<br><br>I have no idea how long she had been watching us, or where she was watching from, but it creeped me the hell out. I asked her what she had brought with her on the bed, and she showed me a pillow, a blanket, and a pillowcase. I asked where she got them from, and she said "From your closet of course!!" This freaked me out even more because my closet was in my room, and I never leave my door open. So she had to have been in my room.<br><br>We eventually called the Police, and they took her to a shelter. We reported the incident, and I never saw her again. But I have no idea how she got in, or how long she had been watching us. And even though this happened about 4 years ago, it still creeps me out to this day.