i sneak through my own house like a thief. i plan my escape route from the tv area, arming myself with a real smart excuse and my fingers poised above the right buttons of the tv and cable control, ready to turn both of at the slightest sound of an opening door. my heart is pounding real hard and fast against my chest. i'm sitting at the edge of the sofa. ready to run to the kitchen when i hear the door open. the kitchen light, i leave on. and my plan..? if one shd come down(my parents), to the kitchen i shall run after switching off the tv and my claim : i'm thirsty. all this intensity and stress is worth it for i just had to watch forces of nature again. and i sit here now, satisfied and smiling subtly inside.

but my heart's still pounding hard and fast against my chest. i'm breathing so carefully, i think my chest is about to explode for i think i'm actually holding my breath so that i'll be as quiet as possible. i sit here in the dark, my face illuminated by the light from this moniter screen. i type as gently as i can. the click-click might wake them.

it's 12.17am. it's monday morning. it's the start of another school week. and if i should be caught, dead i am. pathetic? maybe. but right now, i am a thief in my own home.