Sunday nightmare

I wake Sunday morning and I hear the sound of someone climbing a stepladder and people talking in the background. So, I open the curtain but what I saw just there, on the other side of the window made me stops breathing for a second. My eyes wide opened, I could not believe what I had seen. Him. He was there, staring at me with his evil smile.

I rapidly closed the curtain. That was too much. How could it be possible! His face was there, visible from MY bedroom! I ran downstairs to escape his face but what did I just discovered? He was still there, in my living room! Sitting at the dinner table to have breakfast, I could still see him! He was everywhere! Please, not in my house!

The next morning I woke up, nobody was talking outside. I opened the curtain, trying to avoid the ugly scene but strangely, I could not find him. He suddenly had disappeared. I think it was just a nightmare.