It's 8 in the morning, my chest hurts and I just gave my parents a huge scare because I was too silly to jump to reasonable conclusions.

I decided to stretch my legs so I went out onto the front porch and noticed a gap in the driveway, where I had parked the car hours earlier after my grocery store trip.

Panicking, I barged into my parents' room shouting that one of the cars had been stolen. My parents were freaked out at first, then they asked me if Jennifer was in her room. I glanced over and saw her door open and bed empty.

It turns out my sister took off early to tend to a friend's dog. With my headphones on and back turned, I didn't hear or see her getting up to leave.

I am a weird girl sometimes. But only sometimes.