Burglary Story : Something Was Wrong.
I had a sort of sixth sense feeling that something was very wrong as I approached the apartment door. Up close I saw that the door was not closed right the whole way. Just a push and it opened. My heart was racing now and I was about to step inside when I remembered that you are not supposed to do that. I’m not the brave and the bold type, so with the thought that a burglar (or more) might still be inside, I phoned the cops.
Did not take them long at all to arrive. Worst fears confirmed. Most anything of value was gone. Cops asked a few questions. Was anything marked with a security marker? No. Not so very good of a chance of getting it back then.
It took a long time to replace all that stuff. Some vinyl discs could not be replaced. Was I insured? No I was not. Worst thing of all was that the girlfriend would no longer spend nights at the apartment. We stayed at her place, but there were other problems with that.
I’m in a new apartment now, this one is a lot more secure, but sometimes when I arrive home I get a flashback of that evening.