Under my bed. I cry. I hear the footsteps. Home alone..well I was. My yoga pants had ripped on something as I rushed on the cold hard floor to get under my bed. It was cold on my stomach, all I had was a bright green sports bra on. I had forgot to lock the door after getting dropped off from lifting with the soccer team. I reached for my phone. The foot steps getting closer. I flip my phone up and dial 9-1-1 . With an answer: 911 what's your emerg--and the phone was taken out of my hand.
