Oct 01, 2007 10:05
I SLEPT HERE! I slept in my own bed finally. I was scared to death and was shaking and wide awake for the first hour, but then I had the balls to look out and make sure no one was there and felt a bit better. I slept all the way against the wall to make sure I couldn't be seen and I was too scared to move all night, but regardless... I still slept in my own bed finally. Hoorah!
It just... it's scary to know that bad things do happen. The things that you go, "no, that would never happen. Don't be silly." They do happen to good people and they do happen in nice neighborhoods and they do happen at unexpected times. That should have just taught me to be more cautious--like lock my freakin window from now on--but instead it made me paranoid. It's okay to be cautious, but it's not okay to be so scared that you run away from your own home for 4 nights in a row. I'm supposed to let this be a reminder that things can happen, so be cautious, but don't run away. Just remember to keep your shit locked, and from now on, call the cops FIRST (not third, dope.)
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