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Hi, I'm Spencer. And this happened to me when I was a youngster. I was doing my homework in the living room for my teacher, aka my mom, because I was homeschooled, but I luckily wasn't alone since my best friend, aka my neighbor, Dylan, decided to be my study buddy for the afternoon. Everything was going just fine. We were almost done with our work and about to play a video game when... when it happened! Someone banged on the front door of our cozy home, startling us both. I told Dylan that it was probably just the wrong door, but he wanted to tell whoever it was to knock it off since he gets headaches easily from loud noises. So, Dylan walked over to the door, yelling through it, "What do you want?!" There was silence on the other end for what felt like forever until we both finally heard a voice. It was a man. One with a very deep voice. And he said, "I want you to come outside. Your mom sent me to give you a ride to school." He then began trying to let himself in. Dylan immediately turned around with a look on his face that I can't even describe. It was pure terror. I then signaled for him to get over here and pointed to my bedroom. Once instead, we quietly closed the door, of course locked it, and even tried to barricade it with the heaviest thing that we could possibly find, which ended up being my bed. We then immediately dialed the police and then my mom. Afterwards, we held each other tightly while we waited for the unknown and thankfully the good guys came before the bad guy did. Unfortunately, he was never caught, so we'll never know what his true intentions were that fateful day.