Two nights ago, someone tried to break into my house. But this story starts a few weeks ago.
A few weeks ago, when I was home alone, I had a weird feeling. Of course, I ignored the feeling... and after a while, the feeling went away. I then realized I had to go pick up Yoshi from work. I opened the door, and walking away from my area of the property was this sketchy man who didn't seem to be coming from any other of the units on the property. He looked back at me, then hopped down the stairs and walked down the street. I 'd seen him before, but thought "eh, whatever, I live in a sheisty neighborhood" and continued on my merry way to see Yoshi. I told Yoshi about the whole deal and he, of course, was fairly apathetic. But when we got back to our place, and Yoshi tried to open the door, the doorknob CAME OFF! WTF!?
Anyway, we were a little bothered and I told the property manager, Paul, who said he'd fix the knob in a day or two. Didn't happen.
Then, comes 2 nights ago. Yoshi was gone, since he was working the overnight shift at Foodland, and I was home alone. I'd knocked out on the couch for a while, then woke up around midnight or so, to shut off the tv and lights and go to the bedroom. All was fine then. Then, at around 1:15 AM, I open my eyes with a start. I hear the DOORKNOB fall off and hit the ground! Because it's one of those ugly fake glass/crystal doorknobs, it makes a very distinct sound when it hits pavement. I then heard fiddling with the doorknob [as the bastard was probably trying to put the knob back ON in a panic] and footsteps padding away from my place. I, of course, was freaking out. I grabbed the nearest weapon, BLACK SHARPENED KATANA and searched for my cell phone. Of course, the average person would have probably called the police, but I didn't want to do that because I felt it would confirm for the intruder that there was a girl inside, who was probably alone. Shit. So I stood in the dark, sword in my hands and cell in my pocket. Stayed up most of the night... my spidey senses picking up on every possible sound. And a few hours later... the footsteps returned and then turned around and left again. During those random hours, I had set up booby traps and alarm systems, and basically confined myself to my bedroom, with my back to the far wall, facing the door, with sword in hand. Yoshi came home several hours later, with a funny feeling, and a surprised look when he saw me in the corner with a sword in my hand.
My doorknob still hasn't been fixed.