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[saitaina]

Originally published at Memoirs of a Nobody. You can comment here or there.

there’s a reason I don’t leave the house much…because the one time I do, my mother sets nearly the whole town on me!

I innocently took a walk today, figuring I had time before she got home, got caught up in the crash re-enactment they were doing at the high school to stare the tweebs and suddenly my mother FLIPS OUT, thinking I’ve been kidnapped or brutally murdered (or fell into my closet, that’s a wtf right there ladies and gentlemen).

So she calls EVERYONE we know, and then proceeds to tell EVERY BUSINESS on main street to keep an eye out for me…

Yet she drove past where I was twice, and one of her friend’s husband gave me a ride home…yet she couldn’t figure out I was safe and sound.

Geeze, and I thought locking the door behind me was a sign I went willingly. I mean, how many kidnappers take the time to LOCK. THE. DOOR. behind them?

*headdesk* Honestly, now I’m highly embarrassed because I’ve been fielding phone calls all day regarding it.