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When I was about 17, I was home alone one evening. My mother was out doing her fake christian thing at her fake christian church(probably sleeping with the married priest again). I had locked the front and side and back doors because we lived in a not so safe part of town. I had retreated to my bedroom for the evening and was watching TV(my escape). It was dark outside and I had my light on in the room(I felt safer with lights on, even slept with lights on). I heard the front door unlock(loud clunky deadbolt). I froze. I had the hallway light on too. I saw shadows of feet under the door to my bedroom. I had just been given my grandfather's shotgun(he died and left it to me). I grabbed the gun. The door knob on my door began to slowly turn. I pointed the loaded gun toward the door. I yelled "Whoever you are....I'll shoot you if you open that door"(or said something very similar to that). The turning of the knob paused for a second, then slowly continued toward open. I rammed home a round and yelled a few curse words and did my best "Dirty Harry". I prepared to fire the gun. The door knob stopped then slowly turned back the other way. The shadows under the door went away. I heard the front door close. After regaining my composure I went to the front door and found it unlocked. I went back to my room. About an hour later my mother came home. I told her what happened....she didn't seem to care. Whoever it was had a key. Now decades later....I believe she gave them that key. What was their motive? Was I about to be assaulted? Raped? Murdered?
 
I have had recurring nightmares through the decades that I am in that house at night and I keep locking doors only to keep finding them unlocked.
I useda lot of nightmares about various things. I read once that if you tell your Self, just before you go to sleep that you are not going to have a nightmare, you won't have one. It worked
Then I started to forget. I also read that you can change what is happening in a nightmare and that worked too.
 
I useda lot of nightmares about various things. I read once that if you tell your Self, just before you go to sleep that you are not going to have a nightmare, you won't have one. It worked
Then I started to forget. I also read that you can change what is happening in a nightmare and that worked too.
Yep. When I was a kid, I had a nightmare a lizard monster was chasing me (like the one Cpt. Kirk was fighting on one episode). He was about to catch me so I called "time out".......it worked.
 
We have had evidence of someone(s) entering our apartment when we've been out and left the apartment empty. This happened when we first moved here, but ceased once we installed a Ring peephole camera/microphone. The most obvious evidence was coming home after being out and finding a broken chair(apparently used as a makeshift stepladder). The worst was waking up in the middle of the night and crossing the living/dining area to the bathroom. While "going", I heard rustling from the area I had just crossed and then heard our front door slam. We have awakened in the morning several times to find the front door unlocked when we know we locked it before bed. This is one of the reasons our son wants that 12 gauge he's been eyeing.
 
I have had recurring nightmares through the decades that I am in that house at night and I keep locking doors only to keep finding them unlocked.



Wow, sounds terrifying.


how perfectly terrifying. I'm glad THE LORD spared you. and...cannot believe I'm writing this, big on gun control...I'm glad you had a gun. really.


I believe in gun control,.. but I also believe in the right to bear arms since it even says that in the US constitution.


Yep. When I was a kid, I had a nightmare a lizard monster was chasing me (like the one Cpt. Kirk was fighting on one episode). He was about to catch me so I called "time out".......it worked.



I'm not sure who Captain Kirk is, but I'm glad that it did. :)
 
When I was about 17, I was home alone one evening. My mother was out doing her fake christian thing at her fake christian church(probably sleeping with the married priest again). I had locked the front and side and back doors because we lived in a not so safe part of town. I had retreated to my bedroom for the evening and was watching TV(my escape). It was dark outside and I had my light on in the room(I felt safer with lights on, even slept with lights on). I heard the front door unlock(loud clunky deadbolt). I froze. I had the hallway light on too. I saw shadows of feet under the door to my bedroom. I had just been given my grandfather's shotgun(he died and left it to me). I grabbed the gun. The door knob on my door began to slowly turn. I pointed the loaded gun toward the door. I yelled "Whoever you are....I'll shoot you if you open that door"(or said something very similar to that). The turning of the knob paused for a second, then slowly continued toward open. I rammed home a round and yelled a few curse words and did my best "Dirty Harry". I prepared to fire the gun. The door knob stopped then slowly turned back the other way. The shadows under the door went away. I heard the front door close. After regaining my composure I went to the front door and found it unlocked. I went back to my room. About an hour later my mother came home. I told her what happened....she didn't seem to care. Whoever it was had a key. Now decades later....I believe she gave them that key. What was their motive? Was I about to be assaulted? Raped? Murdered?
wow - praying for you - that is a tough situation - so sorry to hear

praising God though that you were kept safe in a crazy dangerous situation like that
 
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