One of the worst kind of violence is to experience someone intruding your own space. I could easily say that my place is like a little haven away from all civilization. Although it is located smack in the middle of a downtown, first-time visitors always wonder around in a maze looking for my place. It is peaceful and private and that's how I like it. At the same time, occasionally, things could be alarming.
Few years back, a homeless guy made himself at home in my carport, not only hiding from the rain and wind, but he also drank heavily staring at my window with his red eyes. Now, that's creepy. I was a bit hesitant to chase him out of his new home(?) at first, but my instinct told me that I had to call the police. Besides, I was scared to know that someone is staring at my window.
Last night, someone was peeping into my window.
I went into the kitchen to get a glass of water around 10:30PM. While pouring myself a glass of cold water, I heard water running outside of my apartment. There is this faucet outside my front door, apparently gained some popularity among strangers and it makes me nervous. Anyway, "another stranger" I thought, feeling uneasy. Next thing I've noticed was that my doorknob was gently moving. Now, this is not just water faucet deal. Is someone trying to break in? I quickly went into my bathroom to close the window, also to peep out to see if I could see anyone standing outside. Walla! Someone was suspiciously hiding right outside and staring up! He was about as tall as the bottom of my window with slight receding hair. Maybe in his 50s?
I panicked! Quickly shut the window screaming, "Who's out there?" Of course, there is no response from the outside. By now, I started to tremble... I quickly went into my bedroom, grabbed my cell phone, then call the police. I reported the incident, and the dispatch lady said that two units are on their way so stay inside. I did as I was told, but peeked through the blinds to see if I see any suspicious persons outside. Soon, I hear the helicopter flying around with the lights bright. Wow! guess my city really takes safety seriously~~
Again, I tried to peek through the blinds to see this whole thing, feeling somewhat courageous having the police helicopter flying above me. Boom! All of a sudden, I see the person trying to walk pass my window. Simply panicked, I screamed! scaring the dispatch lady as well as the guy outside. He said something like, "Oh, my ***", then quickly turned back and disappeared where he came from. The voice is somewhat mis-match. The man I saw peeping outside my window was an older man, but the voice I heard was relatively young and calm.
Young or old, nervous or calm, having someone intruding my space was unnerving and unpleasant! So, this evening, I sprayed around my apartment with baby-powder, hoping to trace back the footsteps of the intruder.
PS: This afternoon, I've also witnessed the unpleasant odor coming from my carport was I was getting into my car to pick dinner. SICK! There was #2 in the corner of my carport, still smelling fresh(?)! I called the police and reported that, too. The dispatch lady responded that there is no way of knowing whether or not it is done by the same person. She made it sound like as if I was overacting to all this, but I still had to take caution!
