So today something really crazy happened to me... one of my worst nightmares really. Let me tell you about it... but let me warn you, if you are easily freaked out (Abby, ha ha) read with caution.
Today I woke up didn't have many plans and my sister called me and asked if I could watch my little nephew Colt at 10, and I of course said sure! She asked if she could just drop him off instead of me go over there because her house wasn't clean, ha ha. So I agreed, she came at 10 and left and He and I just hung out for a bit, I got ready for the day, and then I started to fold laundry, he was sitting next to me watching a movie just minding our own business. All of a sudden I heard this LOUD pound at the door. My first thought was "what the heck Ryan don't try and scare us, that's lame." so I went over to the door and looked out the peep hole and couldn't see anything so I double dead bolted our door just in case. I went back and sat on the couch and I heard the noise again just as loud. Now I was starting to freak out, I tried to call Ryan and he didn't answer and he text me and said "I'm in class, what's up?" Then I heard the pound again... alright not cool, Colt looked over at me and said "why is Ryan doing that?" so scared. I text Ryan back and said "call me now!" and right then I heard the noise again and then a part of our door frame came flying down the hall and the door swung open and I saw a guys leg and big boot and then he was gone! I flew to the door and yelled out the door "what the heck are you doing?!?!?" and there was no one there!
I ran back to the couch grabbed Colt and my phone and locked us in the bathroom. I called 911 and told them what had happened and the lady on the phone was sooo nice! She stayed on the phone with me the whole time! She kept asking me to try and listen to see if anyone was in the apartment and luckily I couldn't hear anyone! I was so scared that he was going to come back. The police finally got there after what seriously seemed like forever but was probably five minutes and came in because the door was open because the dumb bum broke the part of the door frame off that makes the door close and they yelled in "Glendale Police" which scared me way bad, and I stuck my head out the door and they told me to go back in the bathroom so they could check the apartment. They had their guns out and everything! It was terrifying! They checked around and they didn't find anything so they then had to ask me all about it, while the other two cops were outside walking around checking everything out. They came in after looking around and THREE of our window screens were bent and tampered with so that was one more thing to freak me out.
By this time Ryan was home after trying to call me 7 times and not being able to get through to my phone. Apparently if you are making an emergency call on your phone it doesn't let any other calls get through and it just sends them right to voicemail. So he was glad to see that both Colt and I were safe and okay!
After the cops had left and my sister came and got poor little Colt that was scared and now keeps telling everyone that a "bad guy kicked in Jillian's door" I just sat there and seriously wouldn't let Ryan leave my side and I still won't let him. I am so freaked out and wish our trip to Utah comes really fast so I don't have to be here alone during the day. We did go and talk to our apartment management and they are moving us to a second floor apartment and in a little bit busier part of the complex. So when we get home we get to move which is not going to be fun being 8 months pregnant, but I know it will make me feel much more safe! Especially when the new baby comes and I'm home all day with just me and him.
I have thought about it today and that was really crappy that that happened, but it could have been A LOT worse! Like if I wasn't home and he just had free range on our apartment. He could have not cared that I was here with my two year old nephew and just came in and did who knows what! So I really feel blessed that it turned out the way it did! I never ever want this to happen again and hopefully it won't, but I consider us lucky!
So there it is, my worse nightmare (besides me or someone I love getting kidnapped). I'm glad it's over with and done!