This just in...

The back door was unlocked because that's how they got out... we just discovered that they pulled the screen off of one of the downstairs windows, so that must be how they got in.

A policeman came over this morning to write up a report. I gave him the serial numbers for my camera and iPod, but he said they probably won't find them... which I always assumed.

So ya.... soo weird. I had a hard time walking around the house last night after my parents had gone to bed. I mean, I've always hated the dark and I'm always looking around, but I've never had serious reason to believe that someone was in my house. But of course, last night, I kept wondering if someone had stayed and wanted to attack us and was just hiding under a bed or something... waiting until we were asleep. I'm so glad that my active imagination is so often proved to be wrong.