Little Fugue

The time is 4:38 and I type this as I wait the enemy's return. As everyone well knows we had an attack on our chickens. Since then it has been a war. We have already had three attacks tonight. There have been no casualties, but much sleep has been lost. The first attack was received around 3:45. I had no gun so I opened the door and scared it to death. The second attack was as 4:10. At this point I had, had enough. I ran upstairs and found my paintball gun. I quickly turned on the light and to my surprise the raccoon did not run off. He should have. I opened fire and hit it twice. It was not enough. Around 4:25, was the latest attack, when I turned the light on the raccoon just looked at me. Then, when I opened the door, he ran off into the night. Now, I just sit here and wait for its return. When it does, I am ready to kill.

(Update)
It is now 5:05 and it begins to rain. I highly doubt the return of my enemy, but nevertheless I will remain awake until dawn. Thus, I will be awak for another hour to an hour and a half.

Stephen