Fear

... I feel it completely and utterly... At 3am today, I heard a loud BANG. I got up, and peeked outside my bedroom door. Darkness... And silence... So I went to the toilet (I have an ensuite) and went back to bed. A few minutes later, there was another loud BANG. I froze in bed. Next, I heard B's screams rip through the night. I was absolutely terrified. What's happening? What should I do? Should I call the police? Where's my phone? Where's my phone? What's happening?

B's screams stop.

I throw clothes on and get to the living room. B tells me there was someone in our house. The balcony door is open. The dining chair is toppled over. The intruder long gone. Nothing stolen, B must've walked in just as he entered the apartment.

I feel fear. I couldn't sleep after the cops left. I spent the day in a daze, forever wishing I had turned on the light to scare the intruder away. I'm glad B screamed, and deliriously happy that the intruder ran away. It could've been a lot worse. But it's horrifying hearing a friend scream like that.

It's not going to be an easy sleep tonight either :(

All I want for Christmas, is a baseball bat and some razor wire. On the other hand, peace and good will would be nice too.