A moose broke my door.

Last Monday, I stayed late at work to supervise a visiting team that was practicing at the baseball stadium. I was actually in a really good mood because it gave me time to finish reading “Paper Towns.” I got home around 7:30pm, and this is what I walked into.
At first, I thought, something must have hit the window; they may have mowed the lawn that day. Then I saw that the wooden moose I had sitting on my porch was in the house. I walked further into the house and saw that someone had rummaged my apartment. I don’t know what they were looking for because they didn’t take anything; they left my TVs, Xbox, Blu-Ray player, iPods, my laptop, and spare car keys.

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