I woke up and I didn't see his shoes. I looked around. No shoes. No jacket. I went to sleep but my hurt heart. I couldn't sleep. 1:00 AM. I started to panic. I began a stream of text. What time are you coming home? No response. Where are you? No response. I'm worried . No response. Check his bed. I walked over. He was sleeping in his bed the whole time. I hugged him tightly. He is my son. 21. Knows everything. Hangs out late. Makes me crazy. But he came home safely.