In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Daring Do.”
Well I’ve got a rather interesting one for this…when I moved to a remote community in the Northern Territory to work in my first school at the delightful age of 23…gee that feels like forever ago…anyway, I had been there for a week, had a week with my class which was interesting, as they were grads 3-8 and about 25 kids when they all showed up.
Anyway, back to the story. I was sharing the house with another teacher, it was a long weekend and she’d mentioned that if I ever heard yelling and screaming that it was most probably the neighbours. I learnt over the next 18 months that they did yell quite a lot, but I kind of got used to it, at least it meant that they were around.
So the Monday night / Tuesday morning I heard yelling and screaming and thought I was dreaming…which was weird as I don’t normally remember my dreams. Then I heard my name, which kind of woke me up and put me back in the real world…well the screaming was coming from inside the house, not outside.
So I got up and noticed the other teacher’s bedroom door was wide open, which seemed strange, I went down there and there was a strange man there.
Someone had broken in and was attacking her.
All I did was say “Get out!” and the idiotic excuse for a person did…they literally walked to the lounge room and crawled out the locked screen door, as they had popped it off the track.
Then I locked the door and rang the nurse that lived next door and then the police.
He was caught within 5 minutes of the police arriving as he actually wanted to go to jail so that he had a roof over his head, a bed and food for the winter…as I said he was an idiotic excuse for a person.
06 Jan 2015 3 Comments