Yeah, so last night we noticed a dude outside leaning against our front porch. He was drunk (or something) and had a knife so we retreated and locked the door. He came into the porch and knocked on the door. Then he banged on the door. Than he smashed the glass of the screen door. So we called 911 and ran out the back door.
The thing that’s bugging me most, other than the fact that there was a huge messed up guy with a knife at my door, was that I don’t think we had to leave the house. I don’t think he was trying to get in, and would have just gone away (the police said they found him lying on the garage floor, and that he whipped the knife at them across the floor — he was so wasted). But at the moment I heard the glass break I felt sure he was trying to, and I wanted to be as far away as possible from him.
I don’t know why that part is bugging me so much.
I also remember thinking, “Who would try to break in when (boyfriend’s name) is here?”. (Boyfriend’s name) is a big guy. But this guy was around the same size.
So yeah. Weird. Weird. I don’t know what to think.
It was weird.
