I called my mom and told her people were here.
She started laughing.
LIKE SERIOUSLY IVE GOT A KNIFE AND EVERYTHING
And them she said that they're replacing the door because it's broken. I fell to the ground in disbelief. The person was looking at me and stuff and I'm there laughing my butt off.
I feel so stupid.
But they weren't supposed to be there until Tuesday.
HALP.
Thank gosh my dad left his phone or I just may have murdered someone.
*breathing really hard*
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