UPS Driver Enters Home Without Permission

He could feel his heart begin to race when he noticed that the package was still on the doorstep. Why on earth was it still there? He decided that it was best to knock on the front door, but no one answered it.

He didn’t know what else to do, so he slowly twisted his hand around the handle and pushed the door open.

He was slightly worried about the dog that he had heard earlier. He was trespassing after all. When Justin stepped into the house, his eyes widened when he saw the owner. Something was seriously wrong.

Good Man

Justin Garcia was a good man. He loved life and always tried to make the most of it. He liked making people laugh, even strangers.

Justin was a hardworking man, he prided himself in his work. He liked that it excited people whenever they saw his van outside of their homes. He truly loved his job.

Helping Hand

Justin always knew he wanted to help people, even if it was in the tiniest way. He kept that in mind while looking for a job. He knew that he wouldn’t ever become an EMT or a firefighter, but that didn’t mean that he couldn’t help people in other ways.

Justin liked the idea of becoming a UPS driver. It wasn’t anything fancy, but he never wanted a glamorous job. As long as he could make someone smile, he was happy. He knew how exciting it was to open your front door and find a package waiting for you.

Friday Morning

Justin learned the ins and outs of his job rather quickly, and soon, he felt quite competent. It was a Friday morning, and Justin had started his usual delivery route. He didn’t know why, but he had an odd feeling about one of the deliveries he would have to do that day.

When he got to the house, everything seemed normal. But when he approached the door, he could hear a dog whining on the inside.

The experience spooked him and he quickly returned to his car. If he had known what was on the other side of that door, he would have called the cops.

Finally Weekend

It had been a long week and Justin was relieved to finally be home. He never worked over the weekend, he took the time to recharge and relax. During that weekend, he slept, ate, watched his favorite show, and hung out with his friends.

But he kept thinking about the house with the whining dog. He didn’t know it yet, but soon, he would have to return to that house.