Written December 26, 2009
At 1:15AM, we had a stranger in our room tonight. I woke up to a blood-curdling scream coming from the top bunk. Terri (my bunkee) was screaming and kicking until the stranger fell out of her bed. After the stranger struggled with her blanket, she army-crawled on all fours and bolted out the door.
I thought it was Terri who fell out of the bed until I realized she was still screaming to tun on the light. Once the light was on, the 5 of us were still panicking to figure out who and what was in our room.
It was scary that someone could come right in our room and crawl in her bed.
Sheila grabbed the broom and the padlock and said:
“Weapon Up Girls!”
We went to get the officer, who was only concerned about his turkey dinner getting cold. He said he’d make a note about it. Then he said all that he really needed to know was whether it was a man or not. Then he continued to tell us that it wasnt Santa Claus because he came last night.
“Very FUNNY…laugh out loud…THIS IS SERIOUS, MISTER!!!” I said.
After he left the room,we were trying to figure out if the whole thing really even happened. Then we looked down at the foot of Terri’s ladder to see a pair of slippers.
Our Cinderella stalker left her slippers as evidence. Too bad everyone at the camp wears the same kind of slippers! So much for evidence.
In prison, we don’t have alarms on the doors…actually we don’t even have locks on the doors. Being that we were still a little shaken up – kind of scared to go back to sleep – and not knowing if they would come back to our room… We decided to take precautions.
We dangled a pill bottle from the door..with yarn (only to find out that it doesn’t make any noise when the door is opened. So much for homemade prison security systems.
The moral of the story is that even in prison, we are not completely protected!