I was right, I got little sleep last night. No, let me correct myself. I didn't sleep more than a few minutes at a time when I dozed off while sitting on a barstool leaning over my kitchen counter. I was beyond exhausted, but I just could not shut off my brain enough for me to even fall back asleep peacefully. I was too nervous that whoever it was would come back, that I pushed things up against both my front and back doors.No matter what those cops said, I didn't make this up. I know what I heard. Someone came into my house last night. I don't know how. I don't know why. What I know is that I wasn't alone when I called 911. Even if they didn't believe me, I believed myself.I didn't have just one portion of my Grandma's Coffee-Toffee cake; I had two. Which isn't a good thing. The number of calories in just one slice is ridiculously high. I'll need to hit the gym soon.I started working out at the local gym back in my hometown before I moved. It was all a part of my new me bullshit p

It had been almost a week since I moved here, three days, since I had gone over to Anna's parent's house to eat tacos. She and I have grown a bit close the last few days. She works as a secretary for some rich man.I can't remember his name right currently, but her hours are sometimes long. I have been trying to get my sleep schedule straight before I start my new job, which is tomorrow morning. I'm excited and I'm nervous. Anna and I talk on the phone every night for about an hour. Telling each other stories of our childhood. She had begged me to go out to the Sleepy Sheep after devouring those Tacos, but after dealing with her brother and what he had said, I wasn't exactly in the mood to party. After eating I thanked Helen and Glenn, which I learned was Anna and Cedric's dad's name. They were extremely nice, and both told me I was invited over anytime. Nothing suspicious has happened the past several days, leading me to conclude that maybe Cedric was right. Possibly nobody broke

The past two days went by slowly. I woke up, fixed me breakfast, and packed a lunch because I learned that I was unable to leave the building for lunchtime. We only had five 911 operators, and Mr. Whitlock wanted to make sure we were all available to deal with the phones if they rang. He said three of us can't go to lunch and leave the other two to answer five phones and vice versa. I understand completely, so I didn't mind bringing my lunch. Though, I would rather not have sandwiches every day. I need to get used to my new schedule. I have been getting home around six pm. after being at work since earlier that morning.Fast food saves time and lives.Not really.My booty and hips don't agree.But who cares?When you work late and don't have time to take anything out to thaw for supper, it does indeed save my life.I had gotten to know my coworkers a little better throughout the past few days. Wanda has one daughter who's in kindergarten and is divorced. He didn't want to work, so

The next few hours, Anna and I were both much drunker than we intended to get. She carried on ordering drinks, and I continued on drinking them. It's not her fault, though. I know when to stop, I just chose not to. Instead, I kept on drinking, dancing and even learned to twerk.After Anna and I watched Cedric and his partner and also best friend Lucas hog the pool table for thirty minutes, Anna practically laid herself across the pool table, demanding that it was our turn. Cedric and Lucas either were done playing or just didn't want to deal with her tantrum, but they both handed us their cue sticks and stepped back. We were horrible at it. We kept knocking the balls so hard with the pool stick that they ended up flying off the table and onto the floor with loud bangs. One even hit the wall. My fault. I never played before. I tried telling her I never played before and wouldn't be good at it, but she didn't want to hear it. She still wanted to play and taunted that she could beat

Avery's P.O.VMy phone alarm wakes me up the next morning. It pulls me out of my dream. I was little, with my parents on a vacation. It was just a simple vacation. We had gone to the beach, but those brief memories are what I hold close to my heart.I stretch out my arms and yawn before reaching over to my nightstand and grabbing my phone to check the time. Nine am. That's not too bad. I figured I'd sleep later than that. I scroll through my notifications and see that Anna's texted me three times. Oops.Anna - You made it home?Anna – If you don't text me, I'm going to call my brother. Did he piss you off? Whatever he did, it's not my fault Aves.Anna – You better call me when you wake up. I'm worried.Crap. Now I feel bad. I was supposed to message her when I made it back home, but dealing with Cedric took all my energy out, and oh shit. I completely forgot that he slept over last night. I wonder if he is still here. I quickly type Anna a message as I climb out the bed.Me – I'm sor