Last weekend, my family had a pretty crazy experience when a stranger tried to get into their house. Was it someone trying to break in? Not technically.
Last Sunday my baby brother called me. I was in Sumter for the wedding and at the time when he called me, I was at hubby's aunt's antique store. He wanted to tell me about the man that tried to "break into" their house. Some of the details from his account were fuzzy so I asked him to have my Mom call me when she got a chance. A few moments after hanging up with him, my phone rang. It was my Mom and she filled me in on what happened.
She was in the backyard doing some yard work and on the phone with my aunt (her sister). My stepdad and baby brother were in the house. They heard a loud noise on the porch, like someone banging on the door. They were worried that it was Mom and she was hurt so they both ran out onto to porch to see what was going on. When my baby brother rounded the corner ahead of my stepdad, he saw a strange man he didn't know. He immediately turned around and hid behind his dad (he is after all only 7). My stepdad asked him what he wanted and the man proceeded to try and get by him into the house. My stepdad shut and locked the door and grabbed his gun and the phone. It was obvious to him that this man was on something. His behavior was not only bizarre but erratic. He didn't appear to be hurt but he did appear to be in some sort of distress.
The strange man spun some tale about his car being broken down and he needed to use the phone. My stepdad wasn't born yesterday. The man's behavior was enough to let my stepdad know that this man could potentially be dangerous. You never know what somebody will do with something in their system. The man continued to bang on the door and try to get in. Even with my stepdad's gun in plain sight in his hand, this man was not leaving. By this time by stepdad had already called the police and the man's behavior continued to get even more strange.
Meanwhile my Mom was still in the backyard and had no idea any of this was transpiring. When she tried to go in the back door, it was locked. So she knocked and was pulled into the house and filled in on what was going on. My baby brother, who is a little scary to begin with, was shaken up considerably. When the police finally arrived, they escorted the man off to jail. I'm not exactly sure about those details but from what I understand the man was in fact on drugs and they think he was trying to hide from somebody, most likely his dealer.
This is not a story you would expect to be set in my hometown. It is a teensy little rural town where everybody knows everybody (or pretty close). It's not the streets of New York City by any means, but still even craziness such as this can occur there. It can happen anywhere. Scary to think about.
Thankfully my family came away from it safe and totally unharmed, albeit a little shaken. My baby brother is a little more scary than before but if it makes him more cautious as a teenager and adult then I think it has done some good. I don't know that my family could take any additional measures to keep themselves and their house safe. They already have an alarm system and double locks on all the doors.
It's crazy to me to think that this can happen so close to home, you know? You never think your family is going to encounter some crazy person at their own house. And you may call me crazy or paranoid, but I don't like to answer my door when I am home alone. I don't even like to be home alone when a repairman or someone similar comes to the house. But in the world we live in today, you really can't be too careful.
I feel safe in our neighborhood though. It is a family-oriented neighborhood with a lot of adorable little kids around. My neighbors are really nice. Usually when someone knocks on the door unexpectedly, it is a couple of small kids selling something from their school. Of course I don't mind answering the door in that case.
Am I crazy for not answering the door for unknown people when I am home alone? What are your thoughts?