So then…I cock my head and freeze.
Is someone outside? Is someone OUTSIDE the house trying to get INSIDE?
My heart is pounding. I will my ears to hear…harder!
It’s not quite dark outside, but I’m a nervous wreck. My boyfriend has been out of town all week so I’m all by myself in this new rental house – and I’m managing to freak myself out at the slightest sound.
I’m a full-grown woman in my 20’s but sometimes I feel completely vulnerable when I’m alone too long. Especially if I’ve been watching too many scary movies.
I hear crunching noises, then steps. No one should be here! I’m literally frozen in the hallway.
Loud knocking at the door!
I peek out of the side window and I see two men!
NO WAY am I gonna open the door for two men when I’m all by myself.
I pretend I’m not home.
They loudly knock AGAIN!
How do they know I’m here?
I have to send them away! But I need an excuse why I won’t open the door.
The first thing that pops into my head is THIS, which I say in a high-pitched little girl voice:
“My Mom won’t let me open the door when she’s not home.”
WTF?
WHAT am I thinking?
If these are murderer-rapists, that is EXACTLY what they’re hoping to hear! Young girl? Check. Alone? Check. Parents not home? Check. Let’s do this.
My heart is beating so loudly – I’m in full panic mode.
THEN THE DOORKNOB TURNS!!
THEY ARE TRYING TO GET INSIDE THE HOUSE!!
I run to the back bedroom and lock the door. I grab the phone. I look for a weapon of some kind.
I strain to hear what’s going on outside. Nothing. All is quiet. They are obviously plotting to come back after dark to torture and murder me. I ain’t staying for that!
I run to the kitchen to grab a butcher knife, my keys, and the phone. I don’t see them outside so I make a mad dash to escape.
As I slam the door behind me, some papers fall to the ground…
religious papers…
Jehovah’s Witnesses literature…
that they had rubber-banded to my doorknob…
to help me find the right path to the Lord.
These men were not here to KILL me.
They were here to SAVE me.
***
Now I know what you’re thinking: “Don’t you feel pretty silly, Darcy?”
No. No, I don’t.
Because you know what, Jehovah’s Witnesses can be torture-murderers too. Whom am I to profile certain religious groups to assume that they AREN’T torture-murderers? Huh? That’s just discrimination, people. And I am no discriminator.
— Darcy Perdu
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