This reminded me of the story of how my daughter inadvertently brought the man down upon us. =)
At the apartment we used to live in, she had a huge walk-in closet in her bedroom, and she used to go in there to play to get away from her little sister. One day at school, she drew this scene. The caption read:
“I am in the closet. My sister is crying.”
That took some explaining to the social worker who showed up to investigate.
-Bill