This is probably the worst night I have ever had.
It all started Saterday night around 10:45 PM. I was watching a little TV when I herd some noises outside and what sounded like a cry for help. When I herd this I wasn't completly sure weather that was a ture cry for help or just a loud radio so I didn't think anything of it. Big mistake.
A little after 11:00 I here a knock at the back door. I was little confused why someone whould be at our door this late. I got up to see who it was and to my surprise it was a police officer. The following conversation took place:
Me: Yes sir?
Police: Is there anyone else here?
Me: My parents are upstairs.
Police: Go get them and turn off your front light, someone's been shot.
This is were the man next door came in, he shall be known as De. When my parents and I came downstairs the officer was still there and this coversation took place:
Mom: Where is he?
Police: We think he is in the house next door.
Mom: Was it De?
So now me and my parents are stuck down here untill this standoff is over. Now my older borther was in the other house that was next to ours. My dad owns it as an office for his compony. We sometimes call my brother to see what was going on sence he had a better view then we did.
For the first hour or so we hear nothing but random thuds upstairs which was probably our cat running around up there. A little time goes by and the phone rings. It was Weldel, a son of De's. He was at the hosbitle with his mother who had been shot in the sholder. It shatered the bone and she required a new sholder put in.
A little while later, around 1:00 AM I think, my dad goes up to bed. By this time someone was talking over a megaphone saything things like "De, this is the GRPD, pick up the phone and talk to Eric." They also played a recording of someone of his famly pleading with him to pick of the phone. He never did.
About 2:30, my mom and me are getting tired when my brother at the office called again saying that a large van had pulled up in front of the house. We asume that a SWAT team had arived.
A little after 3:00 my mom calls the non-emergency police line to find out what was going on and if it was safe or not to go upstairs. They couldn't tell us what was going on but they did say that it was safe to go up stairs. So my mom and me go upstairs and it appears like all the police officers were very relaxed. So we go out to see what was going on and learn that our wosrt fears had come true. De had shot himself.
In all I was down in that basement for 4 hours. De left behind him 4 children. He had shot his wife in a drunkin rage right in the shoulder and she required a whole new sholder put it like I stated before. There merrige had experinced some diffaculties in the past but I never imageined it would come to this.
n00bfiles - Viewing n00b: The man next door.
- Written By: traingye
- Submitted: Aug 22, 2004 at 11:53 am
- n00b's Name: The man next door.
- Game: Real Life
- Votes: 20
- Score: 8.25