Sitting on the couch. It's about 11:00pm, and I'm watching Game of Thrones. The red lights are on in the living room, and that's all. I look out the window, and I see a pair of glowing white eyes staring at me.
"Mom! Wake up! There are eyes staring at me!"
She stirred, obviously annoyed, and looked.
"Those are just the cat."
"NO. Mom! The cat is not that tall! MOM, PLEASE WAKE UP. This is scaring me!!!"
"Oh Breanna, stop! You're being dramatic."
"Mommmmm, Pleaseee go see what it is."
Mean while I'm staring at these eyes and they are completely unmoving. So still, and so white.
"Mom, how in the hell are they reflecting white at me if there are only red lights on in the house?!" I jumped up to make sure there was not a cell phone casting light, and there was none. The porch light was not on. The TV was not facing that direction. I stared at them, and tried to shoo them away with my mind. That did about as much as you'd expect, but it was worth a try.
"MOM. THERE ARE EYES STARING AT ME."
"Get over it Breanna. Stop, I'm trying to sleep."
I continued watching Game of Thrones, looking over occasionally to see if they were still there until eventually they disappeared. I ran downstairs into Anthony's room and hid under the covers with him. The only thing I can think it would be is a raccoon. It still baffles me though how they reflected the white light. I was almost as though the light was shining from within the creatures skull.
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