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not as easy to wake as my parents, but they decided to come to the breakfast table, even though they were tired.
    My parents came in and my mom said, “How nice, Whitney, what is the occasion?”
    “ I couldn’t sleep, so I decided to make breakfast. I am sorry it is so early,” I said.
    “ The food looks good and your brothers need a nutritious breakfast,” my father said.
    “ So does Whitney,” my mother said, smiling.
    “ Of course,” my father said.
    We all sat down and ate. After breakfast, I did the dishes and then went to the living room and sat. I was still nervous and now, I was a little nauseated from eating.
    My mom came in and sat by me. “Honey, are you okay?” she asked.
    “ I don’t know, I woke up with my heart pounding and I thought I heard something,” I said.
    “ What did you think you heard?” she asked.
    “ I didn’t know,” I said.
    “ I am concerned for you,” she said.
    “ I hate this stalker thing so much. I wish he would just leave me alone,” I said.
    “ I think he might get bored with the whole thing and stop,” my mom said.
    “ I sure hope so,” I said.
    “ Why don’t you curl up on the couch and sleep a little bit? You still have an hour before Dad has to take you to school,” my mom said.
    “ Okay,” I said.
    My mom got me a blanket and pillow and I laid down and fell asleep. In an hour, she woke me up. It felt like I had only been asleep for a minute or two, I felt like crap,  I never liked to fall asleep once I am awake I went in my room and got dressed.
    On a whim, I decided to go outside my window to see if there was someone out there last night. We have sort of a muddy area by our windows where my dad waters the bushes, my heart almost went out of my chest; there was a footprint in the mud, just one. It looked like about a size ten. Too big for my brothers. It also looked like a tennis shoe and my dad didn’t wear tennis shoes.
    I sort of half screamed and ran into the house and called for my parents. My mom and dad came running to me.
    “I think there was someone outside my window last night,” I said again I burst into tears.
    “ What do you mean?” my dad said.
    “ There is a footprint outside my window. It is in the mud.”
    “ Let me go look,” my father said.
    He left the living room then went outside. When he came back in, his face was white as a ghost.
    “Whitney, we need to call the police,” he said.
    “ Call Chanda and tell her you are going to go to school late and she needs to get her own ride today,” my mom said.
    I called Chanda and she was very concerned. I told her I would tell her all about it when I got to school.
    My dad called the police and told them about the footprint. They said they would send over a photographer and a police officer, right away.
    “ At least they are taking this seriously,” my father said when he got off the phone.
    I was shaking, visibly shaking, my mother got me a blanket and wrapped it around me. We waited for the police in silence. I was so nervous I was feeling like I would throw up my breakfast.
    Jacob and Jordan were in the other room playing video games. My mom said she would take them to school so they wouldn’t be at the house when the police came.
    They complained about having to go to school early. They wanted to know why they had to go so early. My mom said she would explain in the car.
    After my mom and the boys left, my father came over and hugged me and he wrapped his arms around me, we sat like that until my mom came home from taking the boys to school.
    Pretty soon, there was a knock at the door, my mom went to answer it. A photographer and a different police officer from the other day came in; they were both male.
    “We understand there is a footprint we need to look at,” the police officer said.
    “ Yes, it is outside my daughter’s window,” my dad said.
    “ Let’s go take a look,” the photographer said.
    We all went outside and walked to where the footprint was