7-23-11

I'm in a kitchen of a house that reminds me of the one I grew up in. It's nighttime and two strange men are in here and one is talking on a land phone with a long cord and the other one is sitting in a chair across from him. They are both by the door when I ask them what they are doing here. The one with the phone says "We came in to use the phone." I sense ill intentions of these two and I ask them to leave. They ignore me and I say it louder, "Please leave." The one on the chair grins and the other one continues to talk on the phone. I yell "Get to fuck out of here now!"

After several seconds, the one on the chair flips it over and heads for the door and the other one walks out with the phone.

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