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Apr 1, 2009 - 01:16 AM |
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My house was broken into. |
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Some time between 5am and 7am someone came into a downstairs window and stole three expensive guitars as well as my girlfriend's purse.
Of course as it is with these things, it's not so much the objects being gone as the thought of someone coming into the house. I was sleeping alone upstairs when this person was inside stealing those guitars, and I can't help but think to myself, "What if they weren't here to steal?"
Now, I've been the victim of a few crimes in my life, but not any that involved someone coming into my house. I can't shake the thought of that 'what if?' from my mind. I don't feel safe. I'm afraid even though I am locked in my room.
Ugh.
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