August 14th, 2016

Dear diary,

I know this might be risky, but I'm willing to do it. I already called the police, but I don't know how long it'll take for them to get here. My parents already went out for dinner. Maybe that's why they decided to make a move.

I'm scared, diary.

I'm scared and I don't know what to do. They're in my parents' room right now, ransacking the place. They're trying to find something to steal. I don't know what's worth stealing, though. All of our prized belongings are hidden in a secret place.

I picked up my phone and called my dad's number.

"Hello?" his gruff voice answered.

"Dad?" I whispered. "I know you're on your date and all, but someone is in the house."

"What? What are you talking about?"

"Shh!! They're in your bedroom, and they're trying to find something! I don't know what it is!"

I heard him say something to Mom before he said, "We're coming home, sweetie. It'll be okay."

"Dad, I'm scared. What will happen if they find me?"

"Stop, Betty. Don't think like that. Just hang up the phone and keep as quiet as you can."

We hung up and I laid down under my bed, making sure I'm hidden. Also, I put my phone on silent so they wouldn't hear it. 

I new I shouldn't, but I did it anyway.

I texted Damien, telling him that someone was in my house and that I was okay. I told him not to freak out or anything, and don't call me. He told me that he's coming over, even though I told him not to.

Then, my bedroom door opened. 

I didn't realize I was holding my breath until they left my room. I took deep breaths in, wondering when they were going to leave. A couple minutes later, they were still ransacking the place, but the police were here, finally. I don't know what was happening, but there was yelling downstairs. I didn't move from my spot until a police officer came in the room and told me it was okay to come out now. 

When I did go downstairs, I saw that the two people who broke in were under police custody. 

"Who are they?" I asked.

"They're two robbers that have been on the run for a while now. We finally got them thanks to you," she told me.

"What did I do?" I said.

"You called us. The other victims didn't."

"That's highly unlikely, right?"

"No. They were all out of the house. They didn't know you were in here."

"Betty!" I looked at the front door and saw Mom and Dad run in.

"Oh my goodness, are you okay?" Mom said.

"Yeah I'm fine," I said. "I'm alright."

The cops talked with them for a while before Damien ran in and I had to go through the same thing with him. After that, they took the two out of our house and bid us goodnight. 

"Sorry you guys had to leave your date," I told them.

"It's okay," they said. "We're glad you're okay."

After that, Damien decided to stay over and he slept on the couch after calling his parents. 

Goodnight, diary. I'm gonna go to bed now.

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She wrote this in present tense to show how scary it was for her. Hope it was okay.