Lisa - Beecher, Illinois
Entered on April 11, 2008
Age Group: 18 - 30
Themes: place, setbacks

A home is supposed to be a place of warmth and security, but one little event can change that forever. September 19, 2006, started out like any other day. My mom woke my sisters, brothers, and me up to get ready for school. We were all out of the house by 7:50 A.M. like always, little did we know that by 8:50 A.M., our house would be broken into and robbed.

I was at work when I received a phone call from my dad around 6 P.M., when my parents got home from work and picking up my brothers and sisters. He said “Lisa we were robbed, come home so we can see what was stolen.” I could not believe what I just heard and I just stood there. I hung up the phone and told my manager that I would be back in about hour that I had to go home because my house was robbed. On the drive home I could not believe that the place I felt the safest was invaded, I could not believe that someone had the guts to rob us and in broad daylight. When I pulled into my drive way it was a completely different scenery seeing cop lights all over the place. The cops were at our house for over 5 hours collecting finger prints and getting accounts of what we knew off hand that was stolen.

The next couple of months at my house were so crazy and scary. When I had to watch my brothers and sisters, I was so worried that it was going to happen again and I would jump at the littlest noise. It has taken some time to feel safe at my house once more and realize that it was a freak accident that most likely won’t happen a second time.

As the days go on I try to forget about what happened on September 19, 2006, but I feel those memories may always haunt me. I am a little paranoid when I am home alone that is going to happen again, but I believe that as time goes by I will eventually feel safe in my house again.