Today I can home from school and my recovering-from-an-injury sister asked me immediately if i almost got into an accident today and I said I hadn't bc I hadn't. She smooshed her fingers pretty back while moving a bunk bed. She almost passed out from the pain and now had bandaids wrapped around three finger on each hand. My mom sent me to give food to my father and his co-workers while she and my sister continued to deep clean and rearrange my other sister bedroom. I went and gave them food and waited for them to finish to bring back the dishes and what was left of the foot in the pot. I left and was on my way home. As soon as I was about to stop where k would soon have to turn onto the highway, my mom calls me and asks where i am at. I tell her I'm about to turn on the highway and she says oh okay and we hang up. Right after i hang up i turn to my right and see that cars are coming and for some reason i think that i can go while this car was fixing to turn on the road i was at. I hit the gas then immediately brake. I didn't even check my left side in which an 18-wheeler and two trucks behind it passed by. The car turned into the road i was trying to leave from and I turn left. I quite literally almost drove into an 18-wheeler. I told my mother and injured-sister that the accident she had asked about almost happened. Whatever is going on, it is freaky.

Everyday after I had drive to Dallas, I would come home and automatically think "they don't know I've driven over there". One day when my mom was already lying in bed and everyone else was in the living room, I told them my secret. The doors were open so i assume my mother heard too. (She's a light sleeper). It was maybe last Friday night when I confessed and they didn't really react besides a scoff or widening their eyes a little. The next day we were all in the living room, mother included and she smacked me while saying she's heard i drove to Dallas. I said i did then she slapped my head and smacked my body two more times. They didn't hurt and they were intended not in an abusive way. My mom then proceeded to say that because of my sister taking an injury, I was able to come back unharmed. I didn't really think much of it because that sure was a coincidence.

I drove to Dallas on Halloween for the first time without telling anyone besides the girlies and my boyfriend. Nothing bad happened thankfully and the traffic wasn't so bad as I've heard it usually is. On my way back howeverrrr there were two wrecks. They were that severe to hold the traffic longer than maybe 10 minutes max. I can back home like I had just gotten off of work and my sister sprained her ankle. She fell off of the back porch steps somehow. She can walk and her foot is no longer swollen. It still has a nasty bruise and she complains a lot too. But she essentially is fine hopefully.

Today's customer of the day was a lady who just grabbed a handful of purses and ran out the door. The alarm went off so once i found the dress I needed i ran to the front. I was the only one up there too. When they saw I was not up there Ig they booked it.