12: Whoops!

So I almost got myself arrested Friday. I wasn't doing anything illegal - I swear. Me and my Dad went to my grandmother's house to check on some things, since she's been living with us for so long. We just wanted to make sure the place hadn't burnt down or anything, you know. Well, through a serious of unfortunate events, I set off the burglar alarm. Now, this normally isn't a problem, since I know the code and everything. But the door to the house itself was locked, and we'd set off the alarm by opening a storage room door. So we had a very small window of time to run to the back door, unlock it, get inside the house, and shut off the alarm.

We missed that window of time.

I finally got in the house and turned off the alarm, but then the phone rang. Normally, this wouldn't be a problem either, since I could just tell the alarm company the truth and let them know it was a false-alarm. So I picked up the phone... and heard nothing but static. The phone was broken, as fate would have it.

So here I am, freaking out because everyone in the neighborhood probably heard the noise, and I had no way of letting the cops know it was a false alarm. Wouldn't you be freaked out to? The phone rings again, and I answered. Still more static. Finally, I manage to find a working phone and answer the third call. I explain to the Sheriff's Department the situation, and they seem happy to hear that it was just a false-alarm. Phew... crisis averted. I hang up the phone, and go outside to tell my dad that we're in the clear.

Then I hear the sirens...

I'm not talking one cop car in the distance. I'm talking like... 4 or 5 police vehicles rushing down a nearby streat, and judging from the noise they were heading our way.

The expressions on mine and my father's faces were probably priceless, in retrospect.

But, by the grace of God, the sirens pass by and fade into the distance. Apparently, the entire Raymond police force was just passing by on the adjacent street on their way to some other emergency. Me and my dad both let out a sigh of relief in unison, finished checking out the house, and got the heck out of Dodge.

Reflecting upon this event, I think it would have been smarter for me and my dad to actually turn off the alarm before we started checking out the house. But I still must wonder... if the alarm went off when I opened the storage room door, why didn't it go off when my dad opened the garage door? I guess I'm just lucky like that... hah hah.

So yeah, I probably scared myself out of a year or two of life thanks to that little fiasco. In other news, I finally got an A on one of Dr. Ford's History tests. Woo! I'm proud of myself... I've also got to rework my English essay from the ground up, it seems. I suppose I should work on that later... Hopefully I'll be able to put enough work into it to at least get an "acceptable" on it.

Oh, and my friend gave me Castlevania: Symphony of the Night for the PSP. I'm now addicted to it... Just thought I'd throw that out there. Hah hah...

Well, I guess that's about it for this week. Tune in next week to see how much more trouble I accidentaly get myself into!