..soooooo... I woke up at midnight... and right on the dot midnight. 12:00. so.. this scared me. I don't wake up randomly at midnight. Anyways, heard sounds from another room. Normal for mom's house... except I'm the only one here.. anyways, I have the rifle handy believe it or not. Winchester. I dunno the edition or anything.

aaanyways, after 20 minutes of rehearsing my shrieks and my gun calls, I call 911 while crying.
I HAVE A GUN
You're bluffing.
NO I'M NOT
riiiight. I bet if you have anything, it's a bee bee gun.
Winchester. I don't know the model, but I know it puts holes in people!

.. anyways, 911 was... well, she took her job as.. a job. Didn't seem like she really cared. That and she hung up. ..... they aren't supposed to do that, are they..? Anyways, I waiting what felt like a long while in the bathroom then the 911 operator called back.

Turns out there was no one in my house to speak of, but I would like to thank the nice big black cop for looking though my house and easing my fears. ..but did he really have to take my gun away?

But yeah. I'm safe.. was terrified. I was robbed once before, which involved and incident with a machete and the slowest task force ever.. which I'm not gonna go into detail with. but that was at Dad's and I had someone to talk to during the whole thing, so this was alot scarier for me.

... HI GUYS!