I noticed the front door of our apartment pushed open ever so slightly when I came home today. At first I laughed it off, thinking one of my roommates just forgot to close the door all the way on his/her way out—but after confirming with the two who left last that they had indeed closed and locked the door, I'm now properly scared. Granted, nothing was stolen as far as I can tell and nobody was in our closet, but the simple fact that our locked door was pushed open, in a time when people are getting abducted and brutally murdered left and right, doesn't make being home alone or sleeping at night any easier. I need to come up with a plan other than being a burnout while my roommates are away for Spring Break, or at least have an emergency plan...