Because I Can't Have One Normal Day

   I didn't have any classes today, but my sister did and my parents had to go to work, so I was left home alone. I woke up around 10 and brought my sister's lunch to her at school. When I came home, I made breakfast for myself and sat down to play games on my laptop. While I was playing, I noticed that my laptop was unusually slow and the speakers were making weird cracking noises. I told me dad and decided to take it to Office Depot tomorrow.
   When I finished eating, my dad told me to head over to the restaurant because he needed to pick his car up from the shop. He also told me to bring the warranty card for my laptop and a phone he was selling. I put my laptop in my bag and pulled a few books out of it so it wouldn't be so happy. Then, I went to look for the warranty card. I knew that when I registered my laptop, I put the card in a safe place so I wouldn't lose it. Problem was that I forgot the safe place. I then went to grab the phone my dad was selling out of the bag it was in, but it was gone. I remember it being packed in its box, sitting inside the bag next to our computer. I looked in the bag multiple times before calling my dad.
   My dad had me running around the house for about 5 minutes looking for the phone before telling me to leave it and that he'll look for it when he gets home. I then told him that I forgot the safe place where I put my warranty card. I thought he would be angry with me because he specifically told me not to lose it. On the contrary, he wasn't angry and actually knew where it was. He said, "Did you check the safe?"
   The safe. The safe. Of course it would be there. Of course my safe place would be the freaking safe.
   So after I grabbed it out of the safe, I went to put it in my bag. Halfway there, I stopped walking and stared at my bag. There was a box sticking out of it. I bent down and grabbed it. It was the phone, the phone I just spent 5 minutes looking for. I know I didn't put it in there though. I don't recall sticking my hand in the bag that the phone was in and finding it there. I don't recall feeling the box in hands. Heck I didn't even know what the box looked like until I saw it sitting on my bag. It was sitting there so unnaturally. So...uncindy-ish. (That's how unnatural it was.)
   I couldn't get over it and kept thinking about it the whole drive to work. It just kept bothering me. My dad said I'm losing my mind, but I swear I'm not.
   Later on, while I was at our restaurant, I tried to hear those cracking noises from my laptop's speakers again to show my dad. When I heard it at home, it was every time my laptop made a sound, whether it be the music I played, the music from my game, or just the usual computer sounds. When I tried to hear it again, it didn't make those noises. The noises were gone and my laptop was back to normal speed. I don't know what the problem was. It only happened while I was at home, alone.
   And now, as I'm typing this, my laptop's fan is making an unusual amount of noise. Send help ㅠ~ㅠ