My words are as timed as the beating in my chest;

Nothing says safety like someone breaking in to your house.

This is the second time in a year that someone has broken into my dad's house.But I guess that's what you get for living in Brooklyn.
Surprisingly no one has ever actually stolen anything.
It's like they break in just to scare us.

I don't know it's just weird.
Having your house broken into is one of those things you hear about all the time, but you always think noting like that would ever happen to you.
It does.