the scariest event of my life. so far.

So I get home from my date last night and I opened my garage with the code, walked in, and shut the garage as I went inside. I walked inside my house and the lights were all off, no one was home. I walked upstairs, leaving the lights off. Right as I got up to the top floor I heard a door shut and noticed the light go on downstairs. "HELLO?" I said, thinking it was one of my companeras de cuarto. No one answered me but I heard foot steps and heavy breathing. So I look over the ledge to see A MAN in my kitchen. He was just walking around down there breathing heavily. I ran into my bathroom scared out of my mind. I mean I was the only one home!!!!! I called Syb who was just three minutes away at Mikes and the two of them, Cook and Ashlee were on their way. Mind you I am hyperventilating and shaking uncontrollably while locked in the bathroom thinking there is a psycho killer in my house and I will be dead or being attacked as they arrive. I stayed on the phone with Syb the whole time she was on her way and I kept thinking what if i'm crazy this is going to be so embarassing but I knew he was there because at that point he was SINGING. Yeah. I thought I was done for. Mike and Cook walk in the garage door downstairs and as I hear that I hear them talking to someone! They found the guy laying on my family room floor... he was apparently completely high and thought he was at his friends house. He kept swearing and saying like are you F-ing kidding me i'm in the wrong house?? and they had to take him down to where he really was supposed to be at three houses down. The part that really gets to me is that he had to have followed me in when I came into the garage because the front door was deadbolted. So much for a safe neighborhood, if someone can accidentally come in behind me while I shut my garage I'm sure any creep can. I am now Paranoid.