13. The Power Of Acting
The truth: I yelled “Alright, mother fucker. Let’s do this.” They bolted. Was lucky I guess.
I don’t own a gun, or any defense weapon. But I am big and was in theater so I produce a shockingly loud shout.
14. All Fun And Games Until Big Bro Shows Up
Not a burglary but someone did try to get into my house. A couple of years back, my sister and I were upstairs about to go to bed and I noticed a strange noise at the door. We realized that someone was trying to get into our house. My sister called the cops. I called my brother and he told me to stay in my room. In a couple of minutes I heard his car swerve into the driveway. I ran downstairs and looked through the peephole. I then saw my brother take the guy by his neck and belt and chuck him off the porch. Oh, and the cops never showed up either.
15. The “Fuck Den”
Had just moved my stuff into my new ground level apartment and crashed on the couch. Hardly anything had even made it into the bedroom. That first night I heard voices, then a knife click, then my screens being cut. My nunchucks were right where I could get at them so I started into the bedroom.
The window opened and I saw two legs slide in, bam bam bam I beat the fuck out of the back of those legs. I had a free and clear shot and I wailed on them. I got shots on both legs. Not something that would fuck someone up, but they weren’t going anywhere. I let him go out the window and raced around the front to confront him.
It turned out to be two teenagers that had been using the empty apartment as their fuck den. The guy was crying, the girl had to help him walk and they were terrified. I didn’t do anything, they weren’t going to do it again.