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OrionTheWolf -> Defended my home (12/6/2009 6:18:07 AM)
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I am going to put this here as it will wind up political. Please excuse my writing this morning, as I have been up since 3:45 am.
I live in a 3 br 2 ba single story with a full basement. It slopes towards the back so that the garage opens into the basement area. The basement is partially finished, about half of it. Down there is the Master Suite (25' x 13') that I have built for myself. At about 3:45 this morning I woke up to the sound of the garage door opening slowly. I grabbed my .40 cal from the night stand, unlocked the trigger lock, put a clip in, pulled the slide back slowly to put one in the chamber, flipped the safety off, and then went to the door of my bedroom. I listened at the door for a moment, and waited a few seconds until I heard something in the room next to mine, that we use for storage at the moment. I slowly opened the door, leaving the light out to my room, and checked my corners before exiting. Gun raised, I slowly moved down the short hallway, stopped at the doorway to an unfinished room, and checked there, and nothing. I was just moving through the entry way into the basement foyer, when I heard something in the storage room again. I checked the stairs I had to pass, and checked the back door, keeping my back to the wall that the door to the storage room door is perpendicular to. I stepped up to the door, weapon raised, and standing in the room was someone dressed in a bulky dark colored coat (later learned it was navy blue), ski mask, and gloves. They were bent over and looking through some of our storage boxes, and had pulled out a small fireproof safe that was at the bottom. I quick glanced the room, which there are no hiding places from the doorway, and I saw no one else. I aimed my pistol center mass and said "Don't move I have a gun pointed at you." and the person stopped, and slowly stood straight up. Now they were turned mostly away from me, and I could not see their hands. I then told them "slowly raise your hands in the air so I can see them".
At this point my girl had come to the entry way to the basement foyer and asked what was going on. Keeping my eyes on the person I told her to call 911 and tell them I had an intruder at gunpoint. The person still did not raise their hands, and I could not see them. I told them again "Slowly raise your hands in the air so I can see them, and make no sudden moves." There was no waivering in my voice, as I have been in similar situations, but the person did not raise their hands still. I finally said "Look motherfucker if you do not raise your hands I am going to assume you have a weapon and shoot you." The person turned quickly and as they did their right hand was coming up from their waist area, so I fired three times.
They dropped fast, the sound in the enclosed room was load and my ears were ringing. My girl is screaming in the next room, and I moved up slowly to check the person. Blood is pooling up quickly on the concrete floor, and they are laying partly on their side, partly on their back, with their right leg bent under them at the knee. I could not tell if they were breathing, and decided it best not to bend down to check for a pulse. I stepped back and waited. I told my girl to call 911 back and tell them we needed an ambulance and shots had been fired.
It seemed like a very long time, but was only a few minutes I guess, but the cops finally arrived. Of course when they entered they yelled at me to drop my weapon which I did. They secured me, my weapon and checked the perp, who did have a pulse but they said faint. Three shots, two in the chest and one in the abdomen. They searched the guy, and found a .25 cal pistol in his right coat pocket, a straight bladed knife, and burglary tools.
I have been at the Sheriff's station making a report, and the perp is out of surgery but in critical condition. The Sheriff's Dept says no charges will be filed against me, and several against him. A 19 year old white male, that has a record going back years they said. I have been sitting here for an hour, trying to wind down, but if anyone reading this has ever been in a situation like this, you know it takes a while. As I was thinking, I am thankful that I am allowed to own a weapon, that I know how to use a weapon, and that I am a light sleeper.
So to all the gun ban proponents out there, fuck you. I am going to eat, try and relax, and get some sleep. Argue as most of you are likely to do, but I feel better knowing my family was kept safe. I am sure there will be second guessing on things to do, I have been sitting here myself and doing that, but regardless the outcome is better than what it could have been,
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