I'm getting sick of this. I can't even trust that my own stuff at my own house will be there when I get home. This started mid january this year, during the NAMM weekend. It was a Sunday night when I realised, "hey, where is my playstation2?" It was gone, nothing else was gone, just my PS2. The chords and controllers were still there, my memory card was taken out and left, but the console was gone. Right out of my room, right out of my own house. I figured it must have happened on the previous Friday, because when i came home from NAMM the door was unlocked. I figured it was just mine or my little borther's carelessness. Also because no one was home that day, because I was at NAMM from open to closing then out with my friends, my mom was on a vacation, and my little brother was staying the weekend at my Dads house. I didn't notice until Sunday because NAMM was taking up my entire day from start to finish throughout the weekend. Anyway, the PS2 was bought from a friend who didn't have any of the original paperwork, so I don't know the serial number, so the police basically told me "Its gone." I was angry for a little while, but then I developed the "What are ya gonna do?" kinda attitude. I never got around to starting a thread about it. But thats not the reason I started this thread, I started this one because I recently noticed that my digital camera is now missing. Right out of my room, right out of my OWN DAMN HOUSE! I don't know who it is, but I have some clues: -Obviously must be someone that a family member knows because they know how to get into my house and they know that my very feroucious sounding big ugly black lab is harmless. -Must be someone that we CURRENTLY know and talk to because both of these incidents occured when my mom was out of town and my brother was at my Dad's for the weekend, unless that is just coincidence. -May not have a car, becuase the things taken were small enough to fit in a backpack. My four basses/guitars were all in the room, my fancy stereo was in my room, my TV was in the room, and my very expensive fancy computer was in the house. It would look funny riding a bike or walking down the street with those items. These were items that someone just rushed in and grabbed and left. I can't think of anyone of my friends that would do this, I really don't hang out with too many people other than really good friends anymore. So that must mean it is either one of my little brother's friends, or one of my sister's. I haven't mentioned my older sister yet, but here is a brief background: She's not living here anymore, she moved out with her boyfriend. Before she met this guy, she was a speed freak, and the company she kept were also speed freaks. Speed addicts steal stuff, as I know all too well from living with this woman almost all my life. Luckily the guy she met right now completely turned her around. But her friends are still losers. She doesn't hang out with them, unless she is down here for a weekend or something. And she is down here usually when my mom goes on a vacation, to make sure that things are running smoothly with just my little brother and I there.. I trust her now that she is clean, and I trust that even if she thought of having a relapse, her boyfriend will be there to stop it. But I do NOT trust any of her former friends that she will visit when she is down here. You're probably wondering where I'm going with this. This is my train of thought: -Sister comes down to watch house for the week. -Visits former friends -Former friends get word that no one is home -Former friends are easily able to get into my house (trust me, it is very easy to get into a house) -Former friends steal my stuff. The problem with that theory is, why didn't they steal more? And why only MY stuff? Maybe they stole while she was home, right behind her back. That would make sense because my room is in the back of the house, away from the living room which is the "hang out" spot. The items taken were right out in the open, and easy to conceal (assuming they had a backpack for the PS2). So why did I start this thread? I dunno, I'm just so angry that someone could just walk into my house and steal something from me. I've had stuff stolen from me all my life, and just when I think that it is safe to keep my bedroom door unlocked and my camera out in the open on my desk, this happens. Do any of you have any idea at how frustrating this is? I dunno, i'm sorry for unloading all this, I don't even feel better after writing it.