My dad was out of town, and my mother, my grandmother, my sister and I were the only ones in the house at the time of the incident. It was early dawn, and my grandmother had gone to the dairy to buy milk, just like any other day. The rest of us in the house were still sleeping. It was my grandmother's habit to not lock the door when going to buy milk as the dairy is just a few steps away from our apartment, and locking our door is not an easy job. It requires sufficient amount of strength and technique. She bought milk, came back, and put it on the stove to boil. This was her daily routine.
She was in the kitchen, waiting for the milk to boil, when she felt someone going from my room to my mother's room. She thought that my mother was awake, and called our her name, but got no response. As, she started moving towards my mother's room, she saw, in the darkness, a man, standing by the door of the master bedroom. At this point, she realised that he was a thief and she screamed as loudly as she could. I woke up all of a sudden, and my eyes caught a shadow running across our hall. Everyone in the house was now awake.
The thief had ran away, but we were still scared. First thing my mother did was, lock the door from inside. Then, she and I looked around in the house to ensure the thief had no other accomplice. We took turns to look through the peephole on the door to see if he was still outside. The thief was nowhere to be seen. We did not open the door yet. Our neighbours were out of town too. Mom called dad, and explained him everything. Dad told us to inform the police station.
We now had to open the door. Before doing that, I brought a steel rod from inside and kept it handy, just in case it is needed. We opened the door, and found a pair of worn out shoes, and a cap on the ground. They belonged to the thief. I and my mother went to the police station which was just a few minutes walk away. That was the first time for us in a police station. Explained everything to the police officers, and two of them came home to investigate further. They asked a few questions. By then, the family that stayed in the flat above us came rushing, when they saw police at our home. They also readily cooperated with the police. The police officers collected the thief's belongings as evidence and left, giving us their personal numbers to call if needed.
There was no harm done to any of us in the house and nothing stolen. But, I am sure the thief regretted choosing our house, as he lost his belongings at our place and had to escape barefoot.
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My dad was out of town, and my mother, my grandmother, my sister and I were the only ones in the house at the time of the incident. It was early dawn, and my grandmother had gone to the dairy to buy milk, just like any other day. The rest of us in the house were still sleeping. It was my grandmother's habit to not lock the door when going to buy milk as the dairy is just a few steps away from our apartment, and locking our door is not an easy job. It requires sufficient amount of strength and technique. She bought milk, came back, and put it on the stove to boil. This was her daily routine.
She was in the kitchen, waiting for the milk to boil, when she felt someone going from my room to my mother's room. She thought that my mother was awake, and called our her name, but got no response. As, she started moving towards my mother's room, she saw, in the darkness, a man, standing by the door of the master bedroom. At this point, she realised that he was a thief and she screamed as loudly as she could. I woke up all of a sudden, and my eyes caught a shadow running across our hall. Everyone in the house was now awake.
The thief had ran away, but we were still scared. First thing my mother did was, lock the door from inside. Then, she and I looked around in the house to ensure the thief had no other accomplice. We took turns to look through the peephole on the door to see if he was still outside. The thief was nowhere to be seen. We did not open the door yet. Our neighbours were out of town too. Mom called dad, and explained him everything. Dad told us to inform the police station.
We now had to open the door. Before doing that, I brought a steel rod from inside and kept it handy, just in case it is needed. We opened the door, and found a pair of worn out shoes, and a cap on the ground. They belonged to the thief. I and my mother went to the police station which was just a few minutes walk away. That was the first time for us in a police station. Explained everything to the police officers, and two of them came home to investigate further. They asked a few questions. By then, the family that stayed in the flat above us came rushing, when they saw police at our home. They also readily cooperated with the police. The police officers collected the thief's belongings as evidence and left, giving us their personal numbers to call if needed.
There was no harm done to any of us in the house and nothing stolen. But, I am sure the thief regretted choosing our house, as he lost his belongings at our place and had to escape barefoot.