My Sunday...
On Saturday night my apartment was broken into.
I think I have found what the scariest feeling in the world is...the feeling that I am not alone. Basically someone broke into my apartment, came in my room and watched me sleep. I woke up on Sunday morning and rolled over to find my keys laying next to me. This was definitely strange because I always leave my keys in my purse on the counter. At this point I realized that my door was wide open. To be expected, I am getting freaked out... but I still don't think too much of it. So, just as a precaution I go through my apartment...as I walk out I realize that my purse, perfume, gap bag with sweater and two change holders are gone. By this point I am REALLY freaked out. So, I walk to the back of my apartment and the screen was off of my window and the window was wide open.
So, the police came, the crime scene investigators came and I cried. It isn't the things...I don't really care about any of it. It's the fact that I already get scared enough at night without knowing someone is watching me and coming in my apartment.
So weird though, this person took a $25 sweater and not a $1,200 laptop or TV....what the heck??? On top of that, they left my keys for me...didn't take my car or my stereo...I don't get it. I really hope it was someone who actually needed the things they took.
I am so thankful for people in my life who care so much about me. My parents were amazing and came up last night to put dowels in all of my windows and take me out to dinner. I appreciate them so much...I call sobbing and they do whatever it takes (i.e. leaving communion service early) to make a three hour drive just to make sure I am safe.
Christy and Jessica are staying with me tonight....I really hope I get more than the two hours of sleep I am going on today.
I think I have found what the scariest feeling in the world is...the feeling that I am not alone. Basically someone broke into my apartment, came in my room and watched me sleep. I woke up on Sunday morning and rolled over to find my keys laying next to me. This was definitely strange because I always leave my keys in my purse on the counter. At this point I realized that my door was wide open. To be expected, I am getting freaked out... but I still don't think too much of it. So, just as a precaution I go through my apartment...as I walk out I realize that my purse, perfume, gap bag with sweater and two change holders are gone. By this point I am REALLY freaked out. So, I walk to the back of my apartment and the screen was off of my window and the window was wide open.
So, the police came, the crime scene investigators came and I cried. It isn't the things...I don't really care about any of it. It's the fact that I already get scared enough at night without knowing someone is watching me and coming in my apartment.
So weird though, this person took a $25 sweater and not a $1,200 laptop or TV....what the heck??? On top of that, they left my keys for me...didn't take my car or my stereo...I don't get it. I really hope it was someone who actually needed the things they took.
I am so thankful for people in my life who care so much about me. My parents were amazing and came up last night to put dowels in all of my windows and take me out to dinner. I appreciate them so much...I call sobbing and they do whatever it takes (i.e. leaving communion service early) to make a three hour drive just to make sure I am safe.
Christy and Jessica are staying with me tonight....I really hope I get more than the two hours of sleep I am going on today.