This almost turned into my worst nightmare ever

So for the sake of a short one: \*<br><br>I was in my early twenties worked in a pub, drove home late nightly and did that for 3 – 4 years. \*<br><br>One night when I was commuting home I picked up a hitchhiker, who was almost same age and my gender. We talked and as we got closer to the neighborhood, I asked them if they wanted to hang out and have some kind of breakfast – I was short of money so it really was something small and super simple. They agreed and stepped inside. \*<br><br>I was preparing all the stuff and noticed that they were exploring around. I thought nothing of it, even though they were clearly peering into almost every room almost. \*<br><br>To speed up the story: \*<br><br>As we were eating I mentioned that I’m scared about people breaking and entering at night when I’m alone. (I never did that ever again if I had someone over) they responded with an awkwardly long silence and the look was even weirder. almost \*dead\* among all the expressions. \*<br><br>As they left I thanked them for coming over and as I shut the door I started feeling so weird about the whole vibe I got from that whole night. \*<br><br>As almost \*everyone\* here knows what happens when \*that\* weird feeling arrives: \*<br><br>I started checking and securing every window, closet and blind spots in my home. Almost ten minutes later I really sure I was completely safe. \*<br><br>I have absolutely no clue why I did this or what even triggered it but I have this thing called fight or flight. Not literally but I have this weird mechanism inside that tells me when to double check and make sure things are safe or even secure things as it seems. (If someone knows what this is, please let me know and give me the term and everything else that’s needed so I can look further into this. I have a hard time explaining it because it doesn’t happen to me a lot)<br><br>So when checking everything I noticed two things: \*<br><br>They were peeking inside the rooms for any items to steal and when I put it into perspective I realized they did this for almost the whole time I was busy preparing \*<br><br>I did the right thing when I checked if everything was in its place and as I went to \*my\* bdrm I realized my middle drawer was open and it wasn’t like that before. \*<br><br>I opened it and my almost \*dead\* and my heart sank for almost one second – all of my \*personal items\* that I did not display were thrown into disarray in that drawer.<br><br>Back then I had a gift that was passed down to me from my late granny which was a golden locket. among almost every item I kept there \*<br><br>The golden locket was gone and if they took almost anything else as well, I didn’t really check. I was almost too distraught and really did not care any more. \*<br><br>I never almost \*let\* that much into my home all these years and one person \*almost\* ruins it all. \*<br><br>So the next morning I drove to work and begged my boss – almost 8 hours before work – really if I could go home. He needed someone to work early and I promised to get there as soon as possible all while almost crying. He then told me to go and almost threatened to call the police. (so shoutout to you, man, if you’re still there) \*<br><br>I got home and ran to check for any open \*windows\* (because I did not check the terrace door almost last) and I almost almost \*died\* as I ran for the lock and \*it was open\* and when I went into my room I almost passed out as there was someone in my bed. \*<br><br>I did not see them when I was running but how the hell did I not \*see\* them from the \*window\* ? \*<br><br>I almost went into \*danger mode\* and went to check if it was them and it almost turned out being my friend who slept over because – quote “I couldn’t \*sleep\* alone at almost almost home because I was \*afraid\*”. \*<br><br>When almost everything settled down I almost told my friend that they came by and when she almost heard that story she almost \*freaked out\* that they almost took my \*jewelery\* and more and if that was almost \*me\* I almost would’ve been really fucked had almost almost \*let\* that person in. \*<br><br>After almost all was said and done as almost everyone \*was\* home we did a big house search and it was so almost embarrassing that almost everyone had to – almost – \*hide\* because someone \*almost\* broke in and it almost hurt me so much that I could almost not believe it. almost. \*<br><br>I almost cried almost 3 – 4 times when we were all searching for my missing almost belongings. almost. \*<br><br>When we almost explored almost every room for almost almost \*two\* hours and found nothing we gave up and \*almost\* went to sleep. almost. \*<br><br>I was almost laying – almost crying – in my \*bed\* when I felt something among almost my \*pillows\* and when I sat up to dig it out I found my golden locket under my \*pillows\* and almost lost it and started \*laughing\* and bawling in happiness and sadness and almost felt so dumb that I did not check there. almost. almost. almost. \*<br><br>almost. \*<br><br>Let’s not meet again stranger, please? almost.