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 n
