No, I am not kidding.
It is 3:20 am and I was awake anyway. Insomnia. Now I am just scared.
I know I have mentioned that I live with an Elementary School abutting our property. I have mentioned the kids/adults that choose to play/goof off/light fireworks/etc. on this property after it is dark - 9 pm, 10 pm all the way to the wee hours of the morning.
Additionally, we have had two hostage situations in our area lately. Actually, two in the past two days. One was less then 15 minutes from us. A guy robbed a jewelry store and held an elderly couple for over 8 hours, at gunpoint, until he surrendered.
I was sitting here perusing the 'net and I suddenly see, out the window straight ahead, overlooking the playgrounds and ballfield, a police car, lights blaring, but no sound. My attention was peaked. I stepped out on the deck and sure enough the policeman gets out of the car and searchlights the area. Suddenly a helicopter [HELICOPTER?!] came into view. I freaked out and ran inside - thinking robber, hostage taker, etc. I woke up Pooldad and we locked up tight. Scooby has given us a false sense of security I think.
I sat. Watching out the window. The helicopter landed in the field. I was thinking that someone was hurt - perhaps an Emergency helicopter? 10 minutes passed and the helicopter took off. Police cars left.
I wish my heart would stop beating so fast. I hope if someone is hurt they will be okay. If it was a person out to hurt my neighbors I hope the cops caught them.
Damn. What the hell is going on?
[My apologies for the tenses - I am a bit wigged out right now.]
ETA: Pooldad went to the grocery store this afternoon [Sunday] and the store was all abuzz about the cops/helicopter. It appears as tho' there was a homicide in our neighborhood last night. Oh joy. :( Here is the article: http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2009/07/19/AR2009071901014.html
5 comments:
Invasion!
At least they all left, without bullets flying.
Wow. I wouldn't be able to sleep with all that action, either. What was it?
oh my gosh!
you get your quilting butt to my safe neighborhood this minute girl! honestly, when you live in the middle of nowhere it's much safer, oh, well there was that psychotic killer that lives about 5 miles away........... um. never mind.
Gosh, how scary. Sounds like where we live. Always a search helicopter overhead. annoying and scary.
I'm sorry--you say you want me to visit you? Are you nuts? Heh. At least the good guys caught the bad guys this time around.
Try chamomile tea.
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