Creeper number one (copyright Hannah G.)

Sooo.... I have a story about a CREEPSTER.

I went down to St. George this week to get some student government stuff done. I couldn't quite move in yet so all of us girls (8 of us I believe) were crashing at Ashley's house.

Well, Crystal went to the computer center and her phone was stolen.

Not thinking much about it, all of us started calling her phone to see if someone would pick up or if maybe she just misplaced it.

Me and Ash started dozing off upstairs when all of the sudden all the girls come SCREAMing and running up the stairs.

Dazed and confused we woke up to hear the story. This is how the conversation went:

"Guys! This guy is calling us from my number (it was 1:38AM) and breathing heavy, saying he knows where we are, and that he has my phone. Now he keeps sending us pictures of his nose!"

Ok so we were definitely freaked out even if it WAS his nose of all things. It was still weird.

Then Vayla starts yelling that he is outside.

Judd.

So we try and call campus police. No answer. Great.

We call non-emergency. No answer. Even awesomer.

So I think maybe we should call 911 and say it is a "non-emergency sitch".

Ashley coming to her senses says, "Guys! Wait. We can't call 911. We are gonna call and say, 'help, someone needs to come and save us from a guy who is sending us a picture of his nose!'?We sound like idiots."

She was right. We totally did. So we said a prayer and all slept together.

The next day an officer came to talk to student government about our responsibilities as leaders. We told him the story and he told us that it was a serious situation.

That guys from out of town stole a girl's phone from the computer center and tried to get her to meet them.

Anyway, I guess it could have ended up sketchy. And I am still wigged out that he knows where she is.

I hate creepers.

And it still is a little funny. Ha.