I shouldn’t look where?
I received a cryptic e-mail earlier this week from somebody named Tess. I don’t know Tess, but it seemed like she knew something about me.
Or at least what I shouldn’t do.
The e-mail only said one thing – “Don’t look under your bed”
Apparently, Tess has information that I needed to know, despite it being kind of hard to look under my bed (box spring on floor…), but either way, she was onto something.
Like… being careful.
So I got worried. What was I to do? Would I be safe? Would I make it through the next night? What would happen?
Heck, for that matter, would I make it to bed? See, I got this at 10:45 p.m., so I wasn’t even in bed yet.
Oh the humanity!
And then my fears got real.
Just one minute later, I received another e-mail from Tess. It appears she wasn’t playing around here – she was really letting me know what was going on.
I was shaking. My nerves were jumping. And I slowly clicked the e-mail to open it and this is what it said:
“Hahaha sorry wrong person it was a joke for someone else”
A joke to a wrong e-mail.
My life was almost over in the span of a minute. I was petrified out of my mind and Tess just waves it off as if that one minute didn’t totally alter somebody’s life.
Just a Hahaha and move on.
And now … I am left to wonder … was it really a joke? Or …
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