LIFE OR DEATH MA'AM WHAT WILL IT BE?
Bam, bam, these sounds were coming from the front door. I felt the other side of the bed and John was not there. I heard loud cursing coming from the front door. I slipped into the next bedroom pulled out my daddy’s shotgun, loaded it and did not actually know why. The pistol was in a room by the door where the sounds were coming from. It was so scary that I was simply following the drive to protect my husband who has nothing to protect himself with against what sounds like several people. I do... Sign in to see full entry.