Okay so, today my brother was looking through our old suitcases to find some old baby photos, because apparently my mom wanted to put everything together. 

Anyways, I was there sitting on the bed, right? Well, the room is scattered with old clothes, blankets and whatnot, and then I'm just there in a corner with my laptop, Skyping my crush. My brother just sighs all loudly and and then he leaves the room. He said something about not finding the pictures and he was gonna go help my mom. So I'm just like, okay well, if you need me I'm here and blahblah. You gotta know though, the suitcases were wrecked. They were wide open with everything scattered around, my brother didn't even know what things went with what suitcase. 

But yeah, I'm just talking and browsing AFF, doing layouts on here, tumblr-ing. Most of my attention was on Skype, though, because yeah. So about 15 minutes pass, and I'm done with my Skype convo, as I end the call, I notice that my crush looked flipping pale as hell, like he was freaked out about something. My brother walks into the room and he's like,

"Eman, did you move my stuff?"

I turn around and I'm just like uhh no. The color from his face is completely drained by now, he looks freakin' pale. He stares at me like what the , and I, being the stupid little kid I am, don't notice that everything is cleaned up. He points around the room, and I you not...

Everything is picked up and folded neatly into the right suitcases, and worst of all the photos are sitting on top of the suitcase in the middle.

So I ask my mom and dad if they did this and they're both like, 

"Gurrrrl are you cray cray? No one can fix dat shiet in like 15 minutez."

Well, they didn't say it like that but yeah LOL.

anyways i am scared less okay just what the