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We had a home invasion when I was about 12 ( 31 years ago sheez ).
The bloke, who knew my brother, smashed down the front door with the butt of a shotty. Mum had the gun to her tummy, my sister and brother hid in their bedrooms and I scarpered out the back door and got the neighbour to call the police.
1 and 1/2 hours later the police arrived. Mum had managed to calm down the junkie and he was asleep on a bed with the gun hidden. The classic quote from the coppers were, "Mrs Lamb, there was no need to be afraid, the gun wasn't loaded." We were also asked not to press charges, and so we didn't.
One can imagine the amount of respect I have for authority now.
He did return a few weeks later and apologised and actually fixed the hole in the front door.
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