What was that noise?!
“Dayne??” “Maggie?!!” “DAYNE!!! MAGGIE!!!”
Oh my god I’m gonna die!!!
Do I hear someone??
I think I watch too much Criminal Minds…..
Maybe if I get stabbed I can play dead and I’ll survive.
Where’s my cell phone?!
Why is my stomach so hairy??
My poor boobs….
Did I hear a robber?!?!
OMG I have to get out!!
I’m scared to get out….should I get out?
I wonder if April on Grey’s was right? If I tell the killer about myself he won’t kill me…..
And that my friends is what crosses my mind every time I shower at night when my husband is at work. He works nights and I have to shower alone in the house and I fear I will die every single time. I blame Criminal Minds. And we have an alarm so you don’t need to pity me. Also, my dad lives across the street. I’m a wuss. What can I say??