Real Encounters

*My Dad's friend*

My dad left for a few months for a job in another country. So it was just my mom, my little sis, who was a baby, and me (5). I remember this vividly. My mom hated staying home without my dad. Said she didn't feel safe.

The house itself was very secure. It was fully fenced and had 2 entrances, the kitchen and front entrance. Each entrance had 2 doors internal door solid wood, and external door solid iron. All of the windows in the house were plantation style shutters. They open and close when you turn the little knob thingy. These were made out of some sort of steel and iron combo.

I would sleep with my mom in her bed and my little sis in the same room in her crib. My mom used to lock the door and push a dresser up against it. She was/is very paranoid.

The night my dad left we started to hear crinkling of leaves. We had large trees in the backyard and piles of leaves on the ground. My mom let out a scream and thought that it would scare whoever it was off. It didn't. We kept hearing the crinkling and mom kept screaming. The phone was in the living room (early 90s no cell phones). The house on the left was too far from us to hear her screams. The one on the right was an old couple who couldn't do anything for us.

During this time in my country you had to wait until morning to call the police station. And even then, these people didn't have a phone. We were trapped.

I remember the absolute terror I felt. My teeth were chattering so bad I was worried they were going to crack right out of my skull. My mom tells me that was something that has always stayed with her, the sound of my teeth clacking.

At one point she opens the shutters a little to try to see if the person is still there. The light in the bedroom was on, a beam of light shines across this person's eyes, she recognized him immediately. It was one of my dad's acquaintances. She knew it was him because he has very distinct eyes, bright green and cat-like.
She loses it and grabs a shoe and throws it really hard at the window (in the area where she saw him). This was a clog type shoe against steel shutters. I cannot accurately describe how loud and jarring the sound was.

This was the longest night of my life. It went on for hours. This dude fumbling around in the dark trying to get into our house. My mom's guttural screams for help. We waited him out...till dawn.

My little sis actually went into shock. She was a REALLY cranky baby who would cry at the slightest provocation. She did not cry once the whole night. I remember looking over at her as this was happening and her standing in her crib, all big watery eyes and silent.

The next morning my mom says FUCK THIS and starts packing up all of our stuff. She says we're going to move in with grandma until my dad comes back. On our way there, we take the bus (Greyhound-like) because my mom doesn't have a license. Guess who's on the bus.............ding ding ding.........Creeper!

He just looked at her and smiled. Didn't say hello or anything just smiled with a weird glint in his eye. To this day my mom swears that this dude thought he was gonna get another chance (possibly the following night)......but mom NOPED us the fuck out of there. She was worried that he was going to figure it out because we had luggage with us. He didn't. He didn't even know where my grandma lived.

Years later when I talked to my mom about it she told me point blank "had he gotten into the house, he was gonna rape all of us." She says this dude used to look at me a lot when I rode my bike in the neighborhood. He also eyed her and my baby sister.

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