burglarized

The September 4, 2009, I arrived home to find my condo burglarized. The window screen was on the ground and plants and candles adorning the window sill had disappeared.

As I entered the house, I noticed the door of my closet open front and an empty field. I walked away in the kitchen and the light was on and the cabinets were open.

It was strange because when I left my house in the morning, everything was closed. I ran into my room and I noticed the sheets and comforter were stripped out of bed and thrown on the ground. My drawers and closet door was open. I ran to see if my laptop was still there and it had been stolen. Things under the bed were removed and lying in the floor.

I rushed back into the living room and the doors and draw the wall unit was also ajar. I ran into another room and saw the same confusion. I noticed a tray of expensive clothes brand name were missing and shoes were scattered everywhere.

I quickly contacted 911. When they arrived 20 minutes later I informed them about what was stolen. Then the checked for fingerprints and were unable to recover as the robbers wore gloves. I was angry at first because my property was stolen and I felt like the officers did not care. Then I got scared because my privacy has been invaded and that the robbery was witnessed in this complex in less than a week.

All sorts of thoughts crossed my mind. I was unable to sleep at home and at night. I became paranoid and slept with a knife under my pillow and a chair outside the door. Then I became vengeful because things that were stolen possessions were I worked hard for and someone took him. I considered buying a gun because I frigthened they return at night when I was home alone. I was also dangerous and phsycially sick because I was really scared.

Although I understood the purchase of a firearm was dangerous, I knew I had to protect my self in a place I no longer felt like my house. After talking to several people they were advised to install an alarm system and enforce the association for security as protection. I still do not feel unsafe until I my brother and some friends moved in.

I'm still a little shaken by this experience and having to search every corner of my house when I return but I will not allow fear to rule my life and move me. God, friends and family help me through this experience.