Home Alone... AGAIN!

Ok... My dad and his girlfriend were the ones begging me to come home from Iowa. Now that I am home... I don't even see them. I haven't saw them in like 3 days. Usually she would stay over here like 24/7, but now that I am home she is actually acknowledging that she has her own house. I guess my dad is just along for the ride. She has got him so whipped that he would choose her over his children any day. That's the way it was with his last girlfriend too. When she was around us kids didn't exist to them. Some dad huh?

I hate walking into a dark empty house by myself. Just something about it makes my heart skip a beat. I hate being home by myself... It sort of goes back to when I was a kid. My sister and I were home alone. It was an early rainy morning and it was still dark outside. My mom and dad just left for work and my sister and I were watching cartoons. I kept hearing something at the door like someone trying to get in. I told my sister and she called me a liar until she heard the noise herself. Then the noise stopped and we heard two people outside. They were walking around the back of the house. To the back door. My sister got the cordless phone and called my mom at work. My mom called my papaw and the police. My mom, dad, and the police all got there at the same time. They saw my papaw over there with his shotgun and they thought he was the one trying to break in. The police found evidence that there was someone there because our back doorknob fell off into the police officers hand. They found a shoe print in the mud. It didn't match anyones that was there. They never found who was trying to break in. Nor did the search ever go any further.

I think it has something to do with my childhood. I don't know. It is really scary.

Well... I have got to go for now...

**Knifeblade to the heart**

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