"Krista , our dad is here even though hes not supposed to and I have been calling your name"
"Ok well I'm just going to stop what I'm doing and go to your room"
My dad knocking on the door while texting me and my sister.
"Hello? Are yall home? "
"Did you all just hear what I think I heard...that sounded like the window actually opened this time."
"Yea I thought I heard something but I didn't think anything about it. What should we do..?"
"Maybe we should call 911...I dont know though , we should probably go to the bathroom."
"911 here , how can I help you?
Well I'm going to call 911 just in case... Hello? My dad is outside my house and hes not allowed to be here. And its just my sister , my best friend , and I.
Ok well I guess we will just stay here til we hear the knock
What does his car look like?What does he look like?Which way did he go?...etc
He has brown hair , brown eyes , around 5'7 , drives a black Toyota Tacoma , and drove to the left.
The police came and knocked and Bella answered them and all the questions
"Show me the texts and calls and then I will head back to work."
"Ok here"
My mom comes home and asks us if we are okay and then after 20 minutes she goes back to work.