WOW That Really Happened

Okay that was messed up. I know I haven’t written in a while but this is a interesting one. The tale begins with me taking a jog around the neighborhood last night. I had just finished when I went behind my hosts family’s house to do some stretchs. I finished up and headed into the house but stopped short of the driveway to feel a cool night breeze as it blew by. All of a sudden I hear a loud THWACK and some guy yelling. I turn around and the neighbor is walking up between the two houses holding a large bat. He looks extremly angry and starts looking around and then finaly spots me standing there. He starts to give me a serious eyeballing with his bat perched on his shoulder. I thought that maybe I made a noise and this guy was angered by it. I really wanted to just turn around and walk into my house but I felt that if I walked away then the dude would know it was my fault. That in one way or another it would prove I was wrong. To hell with that, it is my alley too. I didn’t scream, I didn’t yell, I didn’t even talk. So I stood there and eyeballed him right back. Eventually the guy took the hint and went back into his house, swatting at everything inbetween.

So I thought that was the end of it. Kinda interesting but not really. Ladies and Gentleman that was just the setup. Bring the curtain up….

It’s around one a.m. I’m asleep and I haven’t had alot of that recently. Its quite, its peaceful, its sleepy-time. Perfect time for crazy neighbor to bust his window out. Yeah you heard me. Dude threw a toaster or something threw his 2nd story window. He then preceded to bust up everything in his house. I am just guessing it was everything because he was dropping things for like 20 minutes. He kept chucking things out of the hole in his window too. The whole time his wife is yelling at him to stop. Just yelling and crying at him well he tears their house to pieces.

At this point I am freaked out. There is no way I am going back to sleep with this going on next to me. And if the guy is crazy enough to destroy his house then he might just be willing to take a swing at his wife. So I get out of bed and head downstairs and outside because there was no way I could let that happen. I really didn’t have a plan but at that point I wasn’t going to really wait and see how things went safely in my room. I step outside and I see that my host family is already there and the guy has taken off already in a huff. We check out the damage and find all kinds of things thrown inbetween our houses: clocks, phones, part of an answering machine, you name it. All chucked from a broken window two floors up. And the clock by the way was broken so that it would constantly beep so I had to deal with that for the rest of the night too. The wife had up and left too so we decided that there was nothing more we could do so we went back inside.

I found out later from my host father that the guy and the step son don’t get along so well and that was probably the problem. One long scary night.