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After my 9am class on Friday, I packed up my car to head off to my first destination point of the weekend: home.

I do not have a key to my house. Ive never had one and have always took advantage of either a) the garage door, b) the front door always being open, or c) the hidden key.

To my luck, all of these options failed me. The battery for the garage door thingy was dead, the door was locked, and the fake rock which the key goes into was empty. Crap.

It looked like my sister was home, so I knocked. No answer. I knocked again. No answer. So I called her twice each with no answer.

I began to walk around the house and tried every single door which leads in. Turns out the backdoor was actually open. So that worked out well.

After being home alone for about three hours, I heard the upstairs toilet flush followed by foot steps coming down the stairs. It was my sister. She had and all night shift at the hospital and had been sleeping all morning.

Thanks for reading this. There wasn't much of a point to it!