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My house was broken into today.......
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its somebody you know, trust me, same shit happened to me.
I know how you feel. I am sorry about this.
When I was 12, my dad and I walked down the road to look around and see if any activity had been going on around our deer stand, walked back home an hour later and actually saw the car with 3 black guys at the front door. They actually drove across the lawn, turned the car around, put it in reverse and had backed all the way INTO the house to knock the door down. They saw us coming and ran in, grabbed up these fucking black trash bags that they had and jumped in and took off.
It was December 24th and all my Christmas stuff was stolen. No longer was I getting the Nintendo that had just come out that year. Actually, I didn't get really anything because Christmas Eve was on a Sunday and the malls had already closed. My dad went to Walgreens to buy some little stuff for me to open the next morning and had to promise he would go into town the next day - Dec 26th and buy my presents for me again. This was the only time I ever saw him cry when he said he was sorry I didn't have much to open Christmas morning.
About 4 years later, they caught ONE of the guys had burglarized our home. He had used a collectible engraved shotgun to kill someone. Never heard anything about the other two. I can assume karma came back and bit a chunk out of their ass.
The weird thing is that this was the one time when we walked down to the deer stand and did not carry a rifle. I can only imagine if we had one my dad would have shot them coming back. And then our lives would have turned out drastically different all the way around.
When I was 12, my dad and I walked down the road to look around and see if any activity had been going on around our deer stand, walked back home an hour later and actually saw the car with 3 black guys at the front door. They actually drove across the lawn, turned the car around, put it in reverse and had backed all the way INTO the house to knock the door down. They saw us coming and ran in, grabbed up these fucking black trash bags that they had and jumped in and took off.
It was December 24th and all my Christmas stuff was stolen. No longer was I getting the Nintendo that had just come out that year. Actually, I didn't get really anything because Christmas Eve was on a Sunday and the malls had already closed. My dad went to Walgreens to buy some little stuff for me to open the next morning and had to promise he would go into town the next day - Dec 26th and buy my presents for me again. This was the only time I ever saw him cry when he said he was sorry I didn't have much to open Christmas morning.
About 4 years later, they caught ONE of the guys had burglarized our home. He had used a collectible engraved shotgun to kill someone. Never heard anything about the other two. I can assume karma came back and bit a chunk out of their ass.
The weird thing is that this was the one time when we walked down to the deer stand and did not carry a rifle. I can only imagine if we had one my dad would have shot them coming back. And then our lives would have turned out drastically different all the way around.
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