I got woken up at 6am by screaming just down the road. Because my street is a cut through we get lots of people coming through - drunk people, screaming teenagers - all sorts. The screaming didn't stop - and I realised they were screaming in terror. I saw a guy from another house running down the road towards the screaming with a broom raised in his hand and knew this wasn't good.
A couple of hours later the police knocked on my door to take a statement from me. Turns out that some men wearing balaclavas and carrying baseball bats had broken into the house, and when they'd been discovered by this woman they'd beaten her. When she got out of the house they pursued her. She's in hospital now...
I hate that my first reaction when I heard the screaming was 'oh for f**k's sake' and I hate that I didn't go outside. I'm not afraid to get involved, but I was too dismissive of the whole situation, and I kind of hate myself for that...
I hate the fact I didn't act this morning...
I got woken up at 6am by screaming just down the road. Because my street is a cut through we get lots of people coming through - drunk people, screaming teenagers - all sorts. The screaming didn't stop - and I realised they were screaming in terror. I saw a guy from another house running down the road towards the screaming with a broom raised in his hand and knew this wasn't good.
A couple of hours later the police knocked on my door to take a statement from me. Turns out that some men wearing balaclavas and carrying baseball bats had broken into the house, and when they'd been discovered by this woman they'd beaten her. When she got out of the house they pursued her. She's in hospital now...
I hate that my first reaction when I heard the screaming was 'oh for f**k's sake' and I hate that I didn't go outside. I'm not afraid to get involved, but I was too dismissive of the whole situation, and I kind of hate myself for that...