Brie wanted to stay there all day, just to spite the rude woman; but she reasoned that it would prove nothing. The woman seemed to be ignoring her; plus, she would miss trick-or-treating if she stayed out too long.
Several minutes later, Brie was nearing her neighborhood.
‘CAW!’
Ignoring the startlingly loud noise she rounded the front of her house.
Standing on a plastic milk crate, Brie could barely peer into the window. Her room was empty, save for the eternal mess that covered the floor. Quietly sliding the window , she bounced a couple times before managing to jump high enough to get her arms over the sill. Wriggling, she had most of her torso inside the room, and was just about to get a leg up when she felt a large hand press heavily on her back.