Bang Bang! (No kiss, kiss).
I had just put my kids into the tub on Saturday evening round about 7 o' clock, when I heard two loud pops. Then I heard my neighbour screaming as he ran down the street, shouting for someone to call the police. Turns out that two young men relieved him of his car as he tried to enter his yard, put him to lie on the ground with a gun in his face, and discussed the merits and demerits of shooting him. He said he had a wife and kids and begged for his life. They said they didn't care.
So he ran.
They fired two shots at him, grazing his shoulder, and made off in the car. Incidentally, it was the same brand as my own. I didn't have a good night. These shots went off so close I felt the pop in my ear, even though I was indoors. My kids were about. My husband ran outside to find out what was happening, and I trembled until he came back.
One of these young men lounged outside my house until his victim came home. I don't even recall seeing him. I can't help but ask myself, were they targeting that specific car, or would mine have done as nicely? And what would happen if my turn came up in the crime lottery and my kids were with me? This place has become a nightmare. I love standing out under the stars with my children and looking up at the moon. When they're in bed I like to go outside and breathe in the scent of orange blossoms and garlic vine flowers. Now I look both ways and case the joint before I put the garbage out.
It's sickening, this sense of waiting your turn. Terrifying.
So he ran.
They fired two shots at him, grazing his shoulder, and made off in the car. Incidentally, it was the same brand as my own. I didn't have a good night. These shots went off so close I felt the pop in my ear, even though I was indoors. My kids were about. My husband ran outside to find out what was happening, and I trembled until he came back.
One of these young men lounged outside my house until his victim came home. I don't even recall seeing him. I can't help but ask myself, were they targeting that specific car, or would mine have done as nicely? And what would happen if my turn came up in the crime lottery and my kids were with me? This place has become a nightmare. I love standing out under the stars with my children and looking up at the moon. When they're in bed I like to go outside and breathe in the scent of orange blossoms and garlic vine flowers. Now I look both ways and case the joint before I put the garbage out.
It's sickening, this sense of waiting your turn. Terrifying.
posted by Roslyn | 9:18 AM
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How terrible. I would have trembled too. Doesn't it make you wonder if there's any place really safe on the planet? Although once I lived in a place where we'd accidently broken the window in the back door and didn't fix it for a while. No one came near our house. And my son used to leave the car door wide open in the driveway almost every night. I miss that kind of neighborhood.
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