Pretty good, until I heard what happened at my house when I was in school.
My big sis was home alone sleeping (my Mom went to my cousin's to pick up something) until she heard some banging and glass shattering outside her locked door. This meant that the slide door in our backyard was smashed in, and it was. My sis just sat there in her room, being very calm but could never stopped being frightened. She heard the glass shattering for a while, then afterward heard walking down the hallway, and attempting to open my sis' door. My big sis then proceeded to escape through the window in her room. Now, the suspect knew there was someone in there, so he panicked and ran out to the back. My sis called my Mom first, and then the police. By the time they did arrived, 6 or 7 dispatchers piled in our driveway, including a forensics team and air support. My Mom was there as well. When they collected enough data they were able to track down the suspect and arrest him, in due time (in fact, he was still in the area). Although my sis didn't know what he looked like nor the officers described him specifically, and only said he was black and was in his 20s. The slide door was cleaned up, having only a suspended curtain over it. The wounded glass depicted a baseball bat was used. All objects we own were not stolen, except my DS3 and my TV remote, which was on the floor but seemed like it wasn't thrown.
This wasn't the first time this had happened. Months ago, some idiot kicked their foot in our garage door, but managed to escape. The cops never did tracked him/her down, but we had suspicions that was him.
Even in all of that, we still kept our heads high, but we were very serious on this incident.
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