Short Stories : Yesterday at 8.50 p.m. on Halloween Night

Short Stories : Yesterday at 8.50 p.m. on Halloween Night

On Halloween night, Rudi, the robber's son, ran

again past my kitchen window,

I recognized him by his walking.

I felt like hundreds of thousands of times

seen his hair several times,

which he now had his sister sheared off.

A small path in the west of the garden reveals

where the robber mainly ran

where I had seen him, like his father, several times by accident.

After a minute of shock, I got dressed,

switched on the outside lights

and went to the garden with the dog.

With a lamp I shone in the dark

Corners and against the bushes,

but nobody was to be found.

I looked at the wasp nest at the entrance,

it had another hole and it was frayed,

who made the holes in it?

The cat didn't manage

it could be a little bird

if not Rudi, the robber's son.

I know how Rudi is doing

to undermine the cameras

the motion detectors went on.

A led spotlight in the east delivered

so there was someone there

invisible as always, disguised as a tree

or wall or black sack,

the dog didn't bark, but he backed away

not from my side either.

The same went for the new neighbor

Exterior lighting on, who triggered it?

Was it their dog or was it Rudi the robber's son?

The light was on in the garden of the robber's house,

I didn't know what happened that night

but it will have been something bad.

So it started last year,

that I often heard running

sometimes by two,

of robber's son and robber's father,

what happened from the beginning to the end of the year

until the legacy was looted from my house.

Should I notify the Kiwara

so that they annoy me again with their stupid sayings?

You wouldn't turn anything away from me

but, as always, only act against me,

the robber neighbors know that very well,

and know how to use Halloween night.

You had me on the Krampus night too

from December 4th to 5th, 2018

Overwhelmed, numbed and hurt in sleep.

On Halloween night there was danger

I fell asleep from work in the household and survived

protected from blinds and my dog ​​was there.

Author : Brigitte Waldner