October 7th Blog

It's actually the 8th. Whatever. Ironic that October 7th was to be the title of our blogs because now I'll never forget the date of what happened yesterday.

So we all know that we had a noon late start yesterday doodoodoo yayy sleeping in woooo. I woke up a couple times but the rain lulled me back. But around 9 o'clock in the morning I heard a loud bang from upstairs (my room is downstairs). I figured a branch had fallen on the roof from all the rain, or my parents dropped something or something like that. I yelled up a few times "HELLLOO HELLLLOOO? ARE YOU OKAYYY?" no answer. a few muffled voices. "HELLLOOO? MOMMMYYY?" no answer again. whatever, my parents are deaf. so i roll over and go back to sleep.
When I wake up for real around 10:15 I get upstairs to find myself in an empty house. With the front door wide open and the wood paneling busted open. I'm dumb and still thought the rain did it or something. Random things were strewn out on the floor in my parents room like my dad's letter from him Edina letter jacket and random things that are usually on the dresser.
I figured my parents were in a hurry to go somewhere in the morning. It's funny now to think how oblivious I was. Maybe my mind was just forcing me into denial because certain things just don't happen in Edina, right?
So i went to school ladida, then I checked my voicemail after practice. It was my mom asking if I knew why the door frame was broken. Things just weren't adding up. She thought maybe the wood just rotted out...We're a smart family. Then as my dad, my mom, and I checked things over carefully that night, we found my dad's wooden bat also moved from its usual spot in the corner to the center of the bed.

That's the thing that shot fear up and down my spine. While I was asleep in my own bed, some fucking rotten kids broke into my house, heard my voice, intended to steal from my family, and had a bat ready for me if I had the audacity to get out of bed that morning. I've never felt so disgusted and invaded and fearful in my entire life. Karma has a damn good memory, always remember that.

It was the first night I ever appreciated the Edina Police Department. I guess this has been happening around my neighborhood a lot lately, but it's been mostly cutting screens. And mostly around 5 in the morning. Which is before school starts. And this incident was around 9 in the morning was just conveniently before school started at noon. I can't even handle the thought of kids from my own school doing something so vicious and cruel. Like they must know the area which means there's a good chance they knew it was my house, and if they didn't there's enough pictures around and a big volleyball sign that says Tess K. that makes it pretty clear. It just creeps me out knowing I probably go to school with the people who busted into my house. If you know aaanything please please let me know. But I just hope the phorensics team figures something out. and takes those motherfuckers down. sorry mrs. b for the language.