Late Night Scare

This is easily the most terrifying moment in my life, this happened about a year ago. We live in a small apartment complex in North Topeka with my sister, my dad, stepmom, my German Shepherd Sheba, we had a few neighbors,

The metal heads up above us in apartment twelve, Ceno in Apartment four which was one apartment down from us. Then a weird black guy named Harold in apartment three. A few weeks before the incident, is he walked up and said: “Roblo, Roblo! do you got a cigarette, Roblo?” (we laughed when he said that) my dad handed him a cigarette, they both sat down in front of the apartment window.

After about thirty minutes of them both talking about what was going on in our families then the creepiest fucking thing he said sent chills down our spines “Hey Robert is it ok if your daughter can come see me in my apartment?” then my dad ¬†told him “fuck no, dude get the fuck away from us you fucking pedophile”.

A week rolls by and my sister is walking over to Walgreens several blocks away, she was 15 at the time then he followed her, Harold yelled at her and said “Hey honey wanna come over to my place” Ceno,

he was pretty cool, he helped us whenever he could At the time he was outside drinking a beer, he heard what Harold said, walked over to Harold then told him: “what the hell is wrong with you?

shes 15 stay the fuck away from her you fucking pedo”.

On that Saturday night around twelve o’ clock, the scariest thing happened, thankfully my sister was at her friends and my step mom was at work.

some man was banging on the back window, the window that the room I was sleeping in, it was like a scraping sound like he was trying to break through the thin steel window cover on the outside of the window, about 15 minutes pass and he’s back at the back window trying to pry it open when he screams and says

“WHERE IS MY WIFE!?” and I’m laying down under my blanket sitting still as much as I could and my dad screams back trying to scare him off by saying

“I called the police Harold!” but he didn’t run off he still kept trying to break through, I told my dad to call the police but he responded with a strong “shut the fuck up Zach,

I know how to handle this.”. several minutes pass and I hear the first rip and tear on the steel window cover keeping him out, this is the first time

I started crying about thirty seconds pass and my dog Sheba comes running in standing in front of me preparing to attack him in case the cover gives away about an hour passes and we hear a loud crack and we realize that he was trying to break in through the door and he said again “WHERE IS MY WIFE! IF YOU DONT GIVE ME MY WIFE, ILL KILL YOU!” and my dad finally gets on the phone, starts screaming at the police to hurry up, about fifteen minutes later the police arrive and start questioning him why he did what he did, my dad got questioned by the police they say “do you have his wife?” and my dad responded with a pissed of voice “Are you two fucking stupid? he’s talking about my 15-year-old daughter!”

about a minute passes and they find a crowbar and knife thrown into the grass, the next day he was charged with attempted murder or something, about a week passes and we find out he had a mental disability and he never took his medicine and used marijuana to help it. several months pass and my dad is in his work van, drove by and Harold he looked at my dad with a death glare.

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