Never sit at the top of the driveway at midnight. Just...NEVER DO IT.
Tito and I were sitting around, and this truck drives by, and it slows down but keeps going down the road so we didn't worry much...and then we're sitting around and we see a light coming around the turn, and Tito says "Oh my god...that's the same truck..." and it slows down, practically stops, and pulls into the driveway. And FUCKING SPOTLIGHTS US. Tito and I leapt up and just started flying down the driveway, and I'm screaming "DAD. DAD. DAD." and it follows us down...and I think it stopped at one point and then kept following us, but I just know I was exhausted by the time we had like 20 yards to go and I thought it had stopped, but it kept following us down until we ran into the house, and it came through and turned around in the driveway and then left. It was the single most terrifying thing I think I've ever gone through.
We called 911...because well teh Daphyn is reasonable and all good like that so I took her advice, and the lady said an officer would get in contact with us, then the line went all "if you would like to make a call, please hang up" blah blah blah. But yeah. Terrified. Never called 911 before, that was nifty, lol...
God. SO FRICKIN' SCARED. Ugh. Probably not staying downstairs for long, it's terrifying up here. Call the house if you feel like talking tonight.