I was sound asleep up til about 12:45 a.m. when knocking on my bedroom door woke me. I opened it expecting it to be my daughter with a bad dream. Instead found two police men guns drawn and flashlights shining in my face who told me the back door was wide open and the house alarm was blaring. (The panel for that is in the kitchen and really can't be heard upstairs in the bedroom. A call will be placed shortly to remedy that. )
So I stumbled down stairs with them to see what was up and found some one had pried open the back door. The alarm sounds as soon as the door is opened so they must have been scared off. About that time I apparently passed out - presumably from the shock.
Now I read a lot about crime, both in fiction and in the news. I am confronted with it on tv, in the movies, on the internet, in the newspaper, etc. Still I must admit I never really thought about it happening to me. The alarm has certainly paid for itself. And thank god I was wearing pajamas.
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