What's next?

I don't think my day could get any worse.

-that time of the month, when I want to scream at everyone, and I want to cry when I hear a sappy song on the radio
-I changed my outfit 10 times this morning
-I left my lunch at home
-and my keys (but I have my car key and my house keys on different sets, good idea! so I was able to get to work)
-I felt disorganized
-I was a total clutz, running into my desk, knocking things over

Then my mom gets a phone call. She starts freaking out and says "Heidi, hang up and call 9-1-1, and I'm on my way." I bolt up, tell my mom that I'm driving because she's freaking out too much, and then we're out the door. My mom tells me that Heidi said she thinks someone else is in my dad's house. My mom is hysterical, crying, trying to get a hold of my step dad. We end up getting to the house after the cops did, they are trying to get into the house but they can't because all the doors are locked. Then Heidi ends up coming out the door, and I gave her a HUGE hug. She said she heard doors open and close, she heard footsteps running down the stairs, she saw shadows moving under the door outside the room she was in. I swear it was spiritual. No one, other than my mom and step dad, get it. They just think it was a 12 year old girl hearing and seeing things. I don't believe in ghosts, or haunted houses, but I believe in weird things happening that we can't explain.

Afterwards, my mom and I went back to work, I finished what I was doing and then went home. I was home alone. Freaked out of my mind. Cried for a good 5 minutes. Fears came up from past experiences. Fears that my sister would go through something that would take her a lifetime to get healed from.

I can't let that happen

but I guess there's nothing I can do other than pray for my family that they stay safe. It's so scary though.

Now I have to go home and clean my house because I'm having a bunch of girls come over and stay the night. The worst day of the week, just HAD to land on today.