When it comes to personal survival you think and form plans in your head or blog. You think about what situations you could face and how to prepare for them. If you remember in one of my previous post I talk about me wake up call. About how I went from being a horse with blinders on to a person who is finally seeing the world for what it truly can be. Cruel.
Unfortunately the other night I had yet another wake up call. I got into bed and tried falling asleep. Just as I was about to doze off I heard a helicopter flying kind of low. This isn't entirely uncommon as we live relatively close to a hospital, and the occasional air lift isn't uncommon. Tonight was different. Not only was it lower than normal, but it didn't seem to be getting further away. It was circling around my neighborhood. immediately my slumber was gone. I knew something was up but didn't know what. It was suddenly then that thoughts raced through my head. What was happening? I knew it was something serious. My mind began to think of possible answers. Everything ran through my head from the police looking for a criminal(s), riots, or perhaps an alien invasion/zombie outbreak. (yes even aliens/zombies went through my head) After such thoughts passed through my head I began to thing again how UNPREPARED I was. I thought, yeah I have a pistol, but I only have about 40 rounds. I don't have anything packed just in case we need to get out quickly. I wasn't even sure if all the windows/doors were locked.
After several minutes of listening to the helicopter I began to heard noises within the household. It sounded like it was downstairs. After a few more minutes I got up and listened by my door (which is at the top of the stairs.) I heard more noises and realized it was my roommate. I opened the door and noticed he was awake. After I confirmed that the doors and windows were locked we went outside to see if we could see what was going on. We watched the lights from a helicopter for a few minutes then it flew off. We thought maybe it was an accident and it was a medivac. I went back to bed because I figured whatever was going on was done and over. How wrong I was.
Another few minutes passed and I began to hear more helicopters. Again I was alarmed. I knew something bad was happening and not knowing what it was killed me. I got up again and went downstairs. I looked to see if the news was still on, but by this point it was midnight and the news was over. I googled my hometown and news, and then I discovered an article on one of the news channels website. I discovered that it was an amber alarm in my neighborhood for a missing 9-year old girl. I was relieved and saddened at the same time. After shaking off the news I finally got to bed around 2 AM hoping for good news...
The next morning brought about tragic news. Some sicko took this girl into the apartment complex basement and brutally raped and killed her. Absolutely tragic. If their is one thing that upsets me its crimes against children. Fortunately they found the sicko and have him in custody. I sincerely hope they stick a needle into his arm. My heart goes out the the friends and family of that poor little girl.
This really hit close to home for two reasons. First it was physically close to my home, about 2 blocks away. Secondly because this proves that no matter were you live, this kind of stuff can happen. I know I have to be more prepared for things.
