This morning, I went downstairs to get breakfast. And the front door was wide open. It's not the first time this has happened, by a long shot...The boys came home around 9pm and I saw them shut the door then, so at a guess I'd say James went out for a cigarette after I'd gone to bed, and didn't bother to actually shut the door.
The boys do have a habit of just shoving the door behind them which doesn't always ensure it shuts.
Now, I know I'm a worrier, and when I'm home alone I freak myself out at dark windows and convince myself I heard footsteps on the stairs, and that I always think about the worst case scenario, but is that so wrong? Clearly the boys don't worry about this sort of thing, or they'd be more careful.
Admittedly, the fact is that it doesn't seem that anything was taken, but I'm really glad I've taken to locking my bedroom door at night. Someone could have walked in and taken anything they wanted, and if my bedroom had been unlocked then they could have walked into my room and attacked me. I mean, there are some seriously unbalanced people in this world. I know nobody did, but they could have!
Maybe I am just paranoid and should learn to chill out more, relax, be more like the boys.
Hm. Maybe not.
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Seriously? They left the door open!?! I've had countless emails about crime incidents on my street, I daren't even leave a window open when I leave the room. Though I do live in the UK burglary captial, so maybe it's not so bad elsewhere?
Yeah, they seriously left the door open. :S
Whilst admittedly Canterbury isn't the UK burglary capital (what a claim to fame!), it isn't completely and utterly safe, and I do live in a bit of a dodgy area.
It's just ridiculous.
Not only that, I also have the prestige of Gun Crime Captial of Europe! Wahey!!! I love this city! /sarcasm
I live in the Teenage Pregnancy Capital of the UK. And since the UK is the teenage pregnancy capital of Europe... I don't know how much to believe these thigns.
I'm definitely not a worrier; I probably verge on the reckless. Last night I heard what I thought was a gunshot -- so what do I do but crawl up to sit on my windowsill and shout down to try and find out what's going on...! I was ignored, though.
Turns out someone threw a golfball at our windows and broke my parents bedroom window :(
I wouldn't leave the front door open (or indeed unlocked) at any time of the day, and I'm pretty laid-back about security up here.
Having said, I do annoy my housemates by forgetting/ not wanting to shut my window when I go out. In my defence, it's a first-floor bedroom and the window in question is about 30cmx20cm, but I guess it's the insurance thing.
Locks on the bedroom door are a halfway step, I guess...
Heh, I think you have every reason to be worried, I wouldn't call it paranoia - you never know what can happen.
Canterbury isn't quite the UK buglary capital as you said but strange things can happen anytime.
Learn some ninja moves just in case :oD
Ninja moves seem like the best plan, yes.
Thank god I only have two more weeks living with these supposed adults.
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