Jess and I were just sitting at the dining table, listening to music and at the corner of my eye I see this guy walking in my backyard. I thought it was Steven but then I turned and it was a mexican man. He didn’t see me at first so he walked towards the bikes and touched them. Then I called my dad, who was in the living room at the time, to see who it was. The mexican heard me and made eye contact with me, smiled and waved, then walked back towards where he came from. My dad finally came and walked outside and checked the whole yard. He came back and told me he didn’t see anyone. Then he ran to look out the front door and he said it was probably the gardener.
Half an hour later, the garden’s still untouched and there’s no one outside. I knew he wasn’t the gardener. I mean, what type of gardeners wear black SD fitted hats!? Anyways, I’m freaking out! I’m paranoid as to how it seemed like he knew how to get into my backyard, how he nonchalantly smiled at me, and how he mysteriously disappeared.. I’m locking the fucking gates because he is one crazy mother fucker if he thinks he can try that again!