I wasn't sure where to post this, but I'll tell you right now if anyone especially a woman at home alone thinks they will know exactly what they will do, then rethink it.

My husband went out of town and was gone for the night. Normally I bring the shotgun upstairs with me when he's gone, but for some reason this night I did not.
On 7/27 Thursday I decided to clean up my craft room. I stacked the t-shirt boxes clear to the ceiling. Later that night I went to bed. At 1:30 am on 7/28 I heard…

7/28 Fearing for my life