Post by kerryc on Dec 19, 2014 13:46:20 GMT -5
Monday night I got home about 8:30 pm .... Walked in while my house was being robbed.
I had driven by the front to pick up my mail curb side. I ALWAYS look at my front doors when I drive by. They appeard to be closed. Put the car in the garage and walked into the kitchen. Tossed my coat on a chair and put my purse and keys down. Looked up and noticed a glow in the hallway. I did NOT leave the master room lights on. Walked to the hallway and the front door was wide open. Turned around walked to the kichen picked up purse, keys, jacket and house phone. Go out on the drive way and call 911. After a few mins I got a bad feeling that the driveway was NOT a good place to be. Walked over to the street and my side walk up to the front door. The cops came. They walked through and said the sliding glass door in the master bedroom was open and the back gate door was open. It was NOT open while I was calling 911.
They kicked in my front doors. Broke the door frame. They took my jewelry box. I had a few nice pieces lost some history in old wedding rings that had come down to me.
All of this didn't hit until Wed. I was sort of a dull backed case. I couldn't keep a thought thread going all day long. Just drifed from room to room to room. I'm sort of better day. Thought I would try and get some work done here at the office.
I had driven by the front to pick up my mail curb side. I ALWAYS look at my front doors when I drive by. They appeard to be closed. Put the car in the garage and walked into the kitchen. Tossed my coat on a chair and put my purse and keys down. Looked up and noticed a glow in the hallway. I did NOT leave the master room lights on. Walked to the hallway and the front door was wide open. Turned around walked to the kichen picked up purse, keys, jacket and house phone. Go out on the drive way and call 911. After a few mins I got a bad feeling that the driveway was NOT a good place to be. Walked over to the street and my side walk up to the front door. The cops came. They walked through and said the sliding glass door in the master bedroom was open and the back gate door was open. It was NOT open while I was calling 911.
They kicked in my front doors. Broke the door frame. They took my jewelry box. I had a few nice pieces lost some history in old wedding rings that had come down to me.
All of this didn't hit until Wed. I was sort of a dull backed case. I couldn't keep a thought thread going all day long. Just drifed from room to room to room. I'm sort of better day. Thought I would try and get some work done here at the office.
