A Memorable Event

I remember a certain night when my sister and I were left alone because my mother had to go to a town meeting. We heard a noise outside, so we checked out the window. Whew! It was only the dog. So we started playing cards. Just then, the dog started growling and barking. We could hear somebody outside! I could feel my heart thumping so hard and fast, you would think it was ten drums beating wildly in a big dark cave.

Just then, a man started hollering at our dog. We peered out the window and saw a tall man with a cap and dark clothes. He was staggering towards our door with a .22 rifle in his hand. Naturally we got scared, so we locked the door and ran to the bedroom. While we were whimpering and standing on the bed, the man hollered "Open this door" and wiggled the doorknob. I want to see your mom!" Darlene, my sister, yelled back, "She's not home! Go away!" Then he said, "I have a gun here!" Darlene looked toward the window by the door and said, "Oh, no! He's pointing the gun at the door! He's going to shoot the door down!" We screamed, ran around the bedroom wildly, and then huddled on the bed. Darlene said, "Sash! Let's get the B-B gun, and he'll think we have a real gun." So I said "Yeah! You grab it," and she did. She ran towards the door with the B-B gun, and pointed it at the door. "I have a gun here, and if you don't leave here I'll shoot it towards the door!" He must have gotten scared, because he turned and, half staggering and half running, he hollered back, "No, don't shoot. Tell your mom I'll see her tomorrow!" Then we started laughing and catching our breath!

My mother pulled up just then and came inside. She looked at us and asked, "What happened to you two?" So we told the whole story and later found out that this guy wanted to sell that gun to mother for some money. But, boy! Were we ever glad we had that B-B gun that night.

- Joanne R.