Hello everyone, sorry for the lack of blogging, I've been busy sorting out school stuff.. But nothing much happened until last night, of course Shawns screaming fits had been getting worse but they left yesterday for a few days.
My family had all gone out, the house was extremely quite except for the tv I was watching, the volume was pretty low though.. I was sitting with my cat when I heard the back door slide open, I quickly yet quietly got to my feet and grabbed the nearest weapon which happened to be a pair of scissors.. I crept around the door of my parents room and peeked out it, I swear I seen an extremely tall man quickly move around the hall way into one of the rooms, but It could of been my imagination..
I closed the back door and peeked around the house but there was no sigh of anyone, so of course I relaxed until I heard something fall and I quickly scurried into the hallway. I was nervous all night, glancing around the door while armed with nothing but my scissors, It kept up like that for an hour before my family came home, nothing seemed taken.. I guess It could have been my imagination playing tricks on me, there's no way a man that tall could have hidden if he had broken into my house in the first place.. But what worried me was the door was locked so it couldn't have been the window that opened it..