I was home alone one day on my day off playing video games. Someone came and knocked on my door and I didn't answer it because I thought it was my annoying neighbor. When the person left , I looked out the window and noticed he went to a couple of other houses knocking on the doors. I figured he was selling stuff for a job.
About twenty minutes later somebody comes into my house. I was visit.
Ing my dad So I was in my brother's old bedroom. I thought at first it was one of my brother's friends. But then quickly realized that my brother's older.I always seem as way younger because he's my little brother.
The eighteen or nineteen year old kid had a big screwdriver in his hand. The kind you used to work on cars to reach tight spaces. He immediately kept asking me for cash. I didn't have anything on me.
My puggle dog What's going nuts in barking at him and He told me to make the dog stop barking or he was going to kill him. I literally had nothing to give this kid.
My father is a gun collector and he had a gun in the other Is room laying out to be cleaned. I had to make a decision and it bothers me to this day. I told the kid that there was a gun in the other room and I would give it to him.
It was a split second and I didn't want to give it to him but I had nothing else to give him.
He put his arms around me And walk me to the next room with the screw driver placed into my back.
I told him there was a gun on the lower shelf and he told me to go grab it. I then told him no you grab it. And as he went to grab and I pushed him down and then ran out of the house screaming.
I kept screaming call 911 and then saw two men at my neighbor's house in ranover to them. I told.
Them they needed to call the police and they just hand me their cellphone and then walked away.
After this robbery , I was enabled to go outside for almost two years. I have really bad PTSD in a completely changed.Who I am fundamentally.
I used to be the kind of girl that takes care of myself.I grew up a New York.I never was scared of anything. All of a sudden the blinds being open terrified me. Going outside terrified me, being around men terrified me.
It has been over ten years and loud noises make me jump. It just was the worst thing that ever happened to me. He could have stabbed me with that screwdriver and it would have killed me. .
About twenty minutes later somebody comes into my house. I was visit.
Ing my dad So I was in my brother's old bedroom. I thought at first it was one of my brother's friends. But then quickly realized that my brother's older.I always seem as way younger because he's my little brother.
The eighteen or nineteen year old kid had a big screwdriver in his hand. The kind you used to work on cars to reach tight spaces. He immediately kept asking me for cash. I didn't have anything on me.
My puggle dog What's going nuts in barking at him and He told me to make the dog stop barking or he was going to kill him. I literally had nothing to give this kid.
My father is a gun collector and he had a gun in the other Is room laying out to be cleaned. I had to make a decision and it bothers me to this day. I told the kid that there was a gun in the other room and I would give it to him.
It was a split second and I didn't want to give it to him but I had nothing else to give him.
He put his arms around me And walk me to the next room with the screw driver placed into my back.
I told him there was a gun on the lower shelf and he told me to go grab it. I then told him no you grab it. And as he went to grab and I pushed him down and then ran out of the house screaming.
I kept screaming call 911 and then saw two men at my neighbor's house in ranover to them. I told.
Them they needed to call the police and they just hand me their cellphone and then walked away.
After this robbery , I was enabled to go outside for almost two years. I have really bad PTSD in a completely changed.Who I am fundamentally.
I used to be the kind of girl that takes care of myself.I grew up a New York.I never was scared of anything. All of a sudden the blinds being open terrified me. Going outside terrified me, being around men terrified me.
It has been over ten years and loud noises make me jump. It just was the worst thing that ever happened to me. He could have stabbed me with that screwdriver and it would have killed me. .