Do you ever peep in neighbors windows? Its TV but better. . . I havent exactly. I kind of feel its creepy though its kind of hard not to on boring nights. I sometimes peep threw one of my windows in my room and look over at another house. I will then question and start to play out a story of the people who live in that house.
One of my windows is positioned to see my neighbors bathroom. I remember seeing the boy in the wee mornings use the bathroom. Not that I wanted to see anything. It was frankly annoying to see that light shine in my room. I would sit up in bed and look over threw my shades at the boy. He just is in front of the toilet which seems like for hours. I questioned if maybe he had an infection and he had to pee really slow since it burned to pee or something. Or maybe he knew I was watching and was getting off. ::boggled:: I doubt the last thought greatly. . .
The bathroom window was quiet interesting when the boy moved out and the mother was going threw a divorce. I could tell it was very hard for her. She would hide in the bathroom a lot and cry. You could also see her TV on all hours of the night. She was very depressed. Sometimes I say hello to her in the morning when I leave to school. She always seems very hostile.
::sighs:: windows are depressing. . .
There is also this other window I check out a lot. Its of this family down the street. Their TV in their living room is always on. The glow of the screen you can see from about 5 houses down. I dont know much about the window though I think its strange for TV to be on that much.
Only story I have about that house is that they are Jehovah Witness . . . and I know the girl who lives there. Shes bright and beautiful. . . I had this major crush on her. Other then I was in love with her writing. I found not so long ago her father threw her out of the house and called her a whore. Started screaming it . . . a neighbors came to the rescue and started talking to the father telling him to watch his blood pressure. I found out later she had gotten married and that was the big commotion. I think she got married to escape her home life.
I sometimes pass my vanity mirror and catch my eye. I then look behind me at my windows and wonder whose watching me? Since I was about five I thought there was someone watching me. Though I wasnt sure who. . . I use to sometimes talk to myself and say this is all a movie. Im still waiting for someone to say cut!
One of my windows is positioned to see my neighbors bathroom. I remember seeing the boy in the wee mornings use the bathroom. Not that I wanted to see anything. It was frankly annoying to see that light shine in my room. I would sit up in bed and look over threw my shades at the boy. He just is in front of the toilet which seems like for hours. I questioned if maybe he had an infection and he had to pee really slow since it burned to pee or something. Or maybe he knew I was watching and was getting off. ::boggled:: I doubt the last thought greatly. . .
The bathroom window was quiet interesting when the boy moved out and the mother was going threw a divorce. I could tell it was very hard for her. She would hide in the bathroom a lot and cry. You could also see her TV on all hours of the night. She was very depressed. Sometimes I say hello to her in the morning when I leave to school. She always seems very hostile.
::sighs:: windows are depressing. . .
There is also this other window I check out a lot. Its of this family down the street. Their TV in their living room is always on. The glow of the screen you can see from about 5 houses down. I dont know much about the window though I think its strange for TV to be on that much.
Only story I have about that house is that they are Jehovah Witness . . . and I know the girl who lives there. Shes bright and beautiful. . . I had this major crush on her. Other then I was in love with her writing. I found not so long ago her father threw her out of the house and called her a whore. Started screaming it . . . a neighbors came to the rescue and started talking to the father telling him to watch his blood pressure. I found out later she had gotten married and that was the big commotion. I think she got married to escape her home life.
I sometimes pass my vanity mirror and catch my eye. I then look behind me at my windows and wonder whose watching me? Since I was about five I thought there was someone watching me. Though I wasnt sure who. . . I use to sometimes talk to myself and say this is all a movie. Im still waiting for someone to say cut!
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Girls getting abused by their boyfriends, divorces, etc... but then I had a second question, if we have something interesting trough our life then why not to show to someone else, maybe something or someone has an eye on us, but surely it has kepped the secret a long time.
At this side from the planet things are a little different, my windows doesnt have a good view, but sometimes at 3 or 4 am you can hear someone taking a shower at 3 or 4 am, maybe some action on his/her life at night, maybe just the hot weather, who knows...