Monday, July 21, 2008

Weekend Update

Soon, the local police officers are just going to build a station right next to our house, with as much as they have been there over the last two weeks. On Thursday night, we just about had a heart attack when at 12:30 a.m. Hannah and I heard the screen door open; I grabbed the bat and she grabbed the pepper spray and were SO ready to beat the shit out of someone...but then the person knocked. And I stopped to think that perhaps Crazy Stalker Guy wouldn't, in fact, stop to knock on the door. Looked out and saw the little neighbor boy run off the porch, which irritated me for a minute; "what the hell is he doing out this late playing pranks? " I thought to myself...but then a few minutes later he came running back, knocking and pounding on the door and crying. He had woken up from a bad dream and couldn't find his parents or baby brother-can you imagine his terror? I brought him in to the house and tried to hug him while he was sobbing, while Hannah was calling 911; there was no way in hell I was going to walk over there and check, not given the things that have already been going on. So the police came and one came in and talked to the little boy while two went over to check on Mom and Dad and Baby Brother (who is just a month or so younger than Owen). They were all okay; apparently Little Boy was still a little groggy when he woke up, plus already afraid from his bad dream, and couldn't see them in the dark. The next day, he very shyly came over and said, "Thank you for saving me," which I thought was very sweet and also kind of sad; I think it made me sad because he obviously has already learned that the world can be a hard, cold place (he told me once that he was afraid of cops because sometime they come take people and send them back to Mexico; I hope our guys reassured him somewhat), and that help is not a guarantee. His dad also spoke to me for the first time since they moved next door when Mom and I were both pregnant, as if he has suddenly decided that we are "okay." Also, it made me sad because Crazy Stalker Guy has got us all freaked out so that I didn't even want to open the door, and certainly would not walk over the house to check his parents. He made it so I was just as likely to look at this 6 year old boy with suspicion as I was him. And I hate him for that, for making me afraid. At the very same time, I am so grateful that this little boy has known us long enough and played with Sam enough that he knew our house was a place he could come for help. I am grateful for that.

We had to call the police for ourselves on Saturday night. Yep, you guessed it, CSG was back. It was funny, but all three of us (Sam, Hannah, and myself) had kind of a funny feeling, so were up late, feeling restless in general and also a little nervous. Not for any particular reason, nothing had happened, but we all felt it; I think it is true about intuition or premonition, because there have been lost of nights where we might feel a little nervous but are comforted by our locked doors and such. Not so that night. So Hannah was creeping through the house and I was fondling my designated bat as if it were a lover, and damn it to hell, Hannah saw him. He was on the back patio, and while she did not see his whole body, she saw the top of his head (the kitchen window is up high, so to see a whole head or to actually see into the house, you have to be actually on the steps, and he wasn't that far yet). Holy shit, that girl of mine has BALLS. She screeched loudly for me to call 911, flipped on the kitchen light, and we both saw the tail end of him as he jumped over the fence. Within, literally, two minutes, the cops were there, and it was all SWAT-team-ish and shit, I kid you not. Three coming in the back gate, two at the front of the house, all with guns drawn. I about pissed myself, I tell you. My poor dog who has to be muzzled because she barks ALL. NIGHT.LONG and pisses the neighbors off was valiantly trying to defend her territory, but one of them just booted her out of the way and kept running. Did they catch him? No, of course not, so it seems more likely that he was on foot that night; it was dark, and from what little I could see he was wearing dark clothes, and it would be very easy to blend.

So we have been nervous and sleepless again, but at the same time, I am comforted by several things: one, the cops are taking this very seriously and are responding in a rapid and appropriate manner. I would not mind a bit if one of them "accidentally"shot the fucker, REALLY. I am comforted by the fact that my daughter and I are both clearly able to keep our heads during a terrifying event, even though we both fall apart after. I am comforted, too, by this: I pray, and have been praying hard and long about this situation, and this is the answer I keep getting: "They will catch him, and you guys won't be hurt." I don't know if that means he will get in the house but we won't be hurt, or if he will be caught outside our house, or even if he will get caught somewhere else-but I don't need to know today. All I know is that I feel better (at least during the day) knowing that all will ultimately be resolved. I hope we don't have to wait too long; I also hope the cops give me a chance to emasculate the cocksucker when they catch him. Is that too much to ask?

*****We leave on vacation in, count them, 5 days!*****

10 comments:

Anonymous said...

Kori, I know this is a horribly traumatic time, but damn the way you described the cops coming in the back yard cracked me up so bad!The way you find humor in a scary situation is wonderful, and I hope it bleeds over to other things as well.
I know this is my own paranoia speaking, but while you guys are gone, it would probably be a good idea to get all of your important papers or anything that has sentimental value and go store it at Steve's house. Also, have him go by and check on things while you're gone. You won't have any idea what's going on while your away and having him check on the house can give you some peace of mind. I'm really crossing my fingers that this trip gives you the ability to fully relax and enjoy yourself.

FreedomFirst said...

No, it's not too much to ask. Words fail me at this point; there's just nothing left to say about this wretch.

I must add, however, what a moron! He's not even waiting until things settle down and the cops lose their edge. But that's probably all a part of God's plan for them to catch his rotten ass. So much the better for you.

I'm glad you were able to help the little neighbor boy. Poor kid. He must have had a REALLY bad dream, if he was so scared he ran to someone else's house!

Anonymous said...

OK. I like hold my breath and my blood pressure raises when I read your posts, Kori.

Please, PLEASE have the next post be that they caught his mo' fo'. Geezes effing chrizit.

Melissa said...

I'm so impressed with the way you and your family are handling this horrible situation. You are keeping a clear head, taking the appropriate actions, and standing up for yourselves.

One day, you will be able to look back on this and laugh. And we'll all be here laughing with you.

Anonymous said...

Nope. Not too much to ask at all. This guy does have balls. Any leads as to who it might be? I'm glad you are ok.

Anonymous said...

OMG I'm suprised the paper hasn't done a story on your family yet. So Scary, but you are holding up so amazingly well. Its sad to think that this man's craziness has spread to your neighbor's lives too. Hang in there brave lady!

LiteralDan said...

I know you must really be looking forward to vacation, and you and your daughter deserve it for sure.

Sounds like the little boy next door probably could, too.

Anna-b-bonkers said...

Oh my gosh girl!!! I don't know what to say. What a time to be going through, you are so brave to keep a face for your kids and keep hanging in there....I am afraid I would split the country in that situation.
Glad the cops are taking it seriously though, my gosh!

Susie said...

I can't wait until they catch this guy. Putting your family through this horror. It sounds like he is taking chances more and more. He will be caught and you and your daughter will be free. Hannah sure has guts. She is a strong young lady and should be proud of herself. There is nothing wrong with being afraid and her being able to keep her head during these times is amazing. You must be so proud of her.

Rachael said...

I hate this guy so much! I'm just so glad that the police are doing so much. On your porch, so close to the house... what an idiot. I'm just so sorry for all the stress it's causing you - I can't imagine it. Do you have anyone watching your house while you're gone? It might be a good idea to have someone keeping an eye out just in case.