Someone has tried to break into our house in the last week. It all started with a man climbing in to my flatmate's bedroom last week at 6am in the morning. The man was then confronted by my flatmate and told him that he wanted to kill himself and all this gobeldigooch. He had burns and a big knife scar across his face.
I interupted them by knocking on the door demanding they stop talking so loud. I was only told the day after that it wasn't a late night horny boy from Grinder/gaydar but Freddy Kruger himself. Well, kind of . Apparently, I had scared him off as he thought my flatmate was alone in the house.
Anyway, a few days ago he knocked on the door and my flatmate answered it. This guy offered my flatmate a samuri sword (this is all true), and my flatmate told him to fuck off or he would ge tthe police involved.
Yesturday 4 different people knocked on the door asking for Chris, Sam...etc something else. It's just really odd.
Anyway, I came home from work this evening to see forensics doing all this forensic stuff, taking finger prints etc as someone had tried to open the door 5:15pm today with a crowbar, but was scare d away by my other flatmate. There was also footprints all over the door.
My other flatmate left the house at 5pm today to take my dog for a walk so it's a possiblity that someone had been watching the house.
I'm fucking scared! But I do live in Harringey. I'm guessing this happens everywhere.
So please indulge me with stories as I try to settle down into the night.