the Drunk Across the Street
It was a Halloween night back in the day. I was 13 at the time. I had to stay home to pass out candy because my Mother worked nights. My younger sisters were out trick/treating. Between kids at the door I was watching TV. I was engrossed in the tube when I heard a small sound like a glass breaking. Only far away. Almost at the same time some moved my hair above my right ear.. Just enough to make me wonder if it had actually happened. For the next 30 minutes or so I just kept up the boring routine. Next thing I knw there is a LOUD knock at the door. They hollered out,"Police"!! My heart lept into my throat.. Were my sisters alright? Had my Mom been in an accident? They were there because the guy across the street had been firing his pistol in the neighbohood. His wife had seen him pointing the gun at our house.! I let them in to look around. What happened next is forever engraved in my Fearful memories file!! There in the wall, directly behind where I was sitting, a bullet was buried in the wall!! It had travelled through my hair. OMG.The pictur window had a bullet hole in it. I felt faint. The cop took the slug out of the drywall and said he would take care of this situation. Nothing ever happened to the man from across the street. They moved away. All these years later I realize, that was a true near death experiece.