The neighbor was a weird man, he was reclusive and never really spoke to anyone. Tom liked to scare me by saying he must be a murderer, that he always kept to himself so people wouldn't catch on. I didn't like the jokes and would tell him off, the neighbor was probably just shy. Although I got mad at the jokes I had to admit, the neighbor did make me uncomfortable. Tom worked a mix of day and night shifts, tonight happened to be one of his night shifts, I don't like the idea of being home alone at night, everything seems more sinister but I tend to shake these feelings by watching some TV and going to bed.I was jolted awake by a loud noise, maybe Tom had come home? I looked at my clock and saw it was 2:30 in the morning. Panic rose, my mind was racing and I didn't know what to think, there was only two facts that kept repeating in my mind; Tom didn't finish work till 6 and that noise came from inside the house. I quickly looked out the second storey bedroom window to the drive way below in case he did come back early, his car wasn't there but what I saw made my blood run cold, it was my neighbor breaking into my house. I grabbed my phone and called the police. I waited in my room, too scared to go downstairs and prayed the police would come in time. They did, they caught him.I was still in my bedroom, watching from my window as they took him to the car, he was struggling and screaming, he really was a mad man. "You don't understand!" He yelled " I saw someone else go in the house!" as my brain was processing his meaning I heard my bedroom door shut behind me.this is actually not my story it belongs to Lillpi