about a year ago someone tried to steal my car from my own backyard. they gave up when they couldn't pop the back window out.

anyway... i find myself constantly looking out my window to see if my car is still there. i use the club (well, some of the time at least )
i guess i am fortunate in that my residence has never been broken into and that my car has never been stolen.

my parents house was broken into though... they were away so i went down to deal with the police and tried to determine what the f**ker took.

tell me your horror stories... what happened to you??

Never been robbed, though I"ve had my wallet stolen before.

when i was 16 someone stuck me in the side with a knife and took my purse


gotta detroit

AsianBoi777 said:

you forgot the who/where/when part

i've lost my wallet a bunch of times... once it was recovered but that's another story.

were you mugged???

emm said:

No, I could never get mugged--I'm fierce.

Mach said:

omg mach! you are much more suited to life in the mountains!

how bad were you cut? did they catch the person who did it?

One of the things I hated about Junior High School was that I was considered a geek and the prey of the street thugs. I would get robbed frequently and not try and strike back at them, like the lil' pussy that I was. They would be like "yo, shorty, lemme get a quarter", and I'd be like "I don't have one". Then they would manually search me. Man, it sucked.


But I swear to you, if I see any one of them n****z today, God help them. They better pray that I don't have a broken bottle in my hand or knife in my pocket.

emm said:

13 stiches ... yeah i caught her jumped her ...

( guess she figured a stabbed white chick wouldn't run after her )

so i just started wailing her with my purse ... she started crying so i just stood up and laughed at her and walked away



i was 16

alittle immature i know

Hi, emm.

NWF said:

nwf... holy crap - i guess i didn't know how lucky i was to grow up where i did. i never even had my lunch stolen in high school. (but someone did steal my dictionary )

you won't ever see them again hun because they have spiraled down and you have climbed up

emm said:

Thank you, dear.

1998. My junior year in high school. It was a Friday night; the school dance was in the cafeteria. Everybody was there with your dates, dancing, laughing, having a great time. I was there with my then-girlfriend, TaWanna. TaWanna was beautiful. TaWanna was smart. TaWanna was a cheerleader. TaWanna....oh, TaWanna. TaWanna, TaWanna, TaWanna. You know that song "Beauty" by Dru Hill? I think they were talkin about TaWanna. Anyway, all was swell....until he walked in. Yeah, 'him' - who else? Pretty Ricky was what they called him. AKA Mr. Smoothwalker. AKA Mr. SlickShot. AKA Mr. Lean Kwa-Zeen. Hmp!

According to legend, Ricky was bad, Ricky was smooth, Ricky was quick. They say Ricky was flyer than them pieces of paper you hand out to people. And when Ricky was around and your girl was with you, the number one rule was to NEVER EVER EVER blink. You had to watch your girl around that negro there cause snatchin another brotha's girl was easy to him like Sunday morning shoplifting at a Christian Book Store in Iraq. Oooooo, that bastard!

But anyway, yeah he shows up with his little blue tux and his little matching blue Kangol and his little blue Salvation Army snake-skin dress shoes and his little cereal box prize gold chain. He didn't have a date, so everybody already knew what was up. Those who had beautiful girlfriends, immediately got on they job; those who had ugly girlfriends felt unthreatened, thus paid him no mind. Ricky found himself seat and observed the spot. I was like "fuck Ricky, he aint shit". I asked TaWanna if she was thirsty, she said she was, so I went and got her a some punch....leaving her unaccompanied for just a second (oh, damn...)

I pick up a plastic cup from the table and turn around to see if TaWanna is still as beautiful as she was when I last looked at her about a second ago, and I notice Ricky getting up and walking in her direction. I grab the spoon-thing from the pitcher and turn around again, this time I see Ricky talking to TaWanna. I pour the punch from the spoon into the plastic cup and turn around again to see Ricky sayin something to TaWanna that makes her laugh. I put the spoon back into the pitcher and grab a napkin and turn around just in time to see them both leaving together. Aint that a bitch. If I had just one regret in life, I would've never blinked that night. I was robbed. Robbed on wax. Damn...

I was flippin through my yearbook just the other day and saw that muthafucka's picture. Its 2005 and I STILL hate that muthafucka!

someone tried to steal the car but i chased them away

I was mugged ermmmm in february

just shaken bruised and scared really

I understand that the guy was trying to get me to go with him and tried to drag me away so i was kinda happy when he gave in and stole my bag instead.

those bruises on the top of my arms scared me for what might have happened had he managed to pry me away from the door i was clinging to

p0pstar said:

thats awfull

Raine said:

I've been more careful since

Came home one evening to see the lock on my door broken.
My house was a mess (my mess) so I guess they figured I dn't have anything they'd want.
But I am missing some winter clothes. (it happened during winter)

Somebody broke into my house....stole the video, stereo, all the remotecontrolls
and my entire Prince CD collection !!

HowComeYouDontCallme said:

thats horrible to have your home violated



ps it was herman

HowComeYouDontCallme said:

burglers

10 Reasons not to move to Indiana.
1. I've had my car stolen, came out to go to work and it's gone.
2. I've had my car sterio stolen, but not my cd's under the seat.
3. Our weed eater was stolen out of our backyard.
4. Car rims stolen off our car.
5. My daughter's bike was stolen from the backyard.
6. My husbands punching bag and stuff was stolen out of the garage.
7. My brother-in-laws car sterio was stolen after walking into our house for just five minutes.
8. Someone tried to break into our house but the dogs scared them away.
9. An old friend of ours was killed in our garage then set fire.(I was pregnant with it happened so I really cried all the time).
10. A drive by shoot out in front of our house right after my daughter was born (pic). I hit the floor with her fast!! That was scary she was only a month old.

We are currently working on moving out of the city!

There's more then corn in Indiana, there's thieves.

Lizzy7701 said:

ermmmm words fail me.

p0pstar said:

Thanks!

to all the new responses here... thank heaven you are all safe.

such scary scary shit

When I was 16 I went to Park Street to get some weed. I saw a girl outside I knew from highschool...she took my 10 bucks and gave me actual grass from the ground in a tiny piece of saran wrap she found in the driveway.


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When I was 8, I was asleep on the couch in the living room in the middle of the night and I noticed tall figures walking around in the darkness. I was fully immersed in sleep so I didn't really react.

The next morning my mom was like "We've been robbed*!" All of my brother's expensive Nintendo games (this was 1990, so the original Nintendo 8-bit was huge at the time) were stolen. We later found out it was his "friends" who did it. They were neighborhood kids in middle school. These guys broke in our house several times, because they betrayed my brother's trust.

Most of those kids turned into full-fledged gangbangers when high school rolled around. My mom later told me that most of them are now in prison because they robbed a Washington Mutual bank and were captured.

Live by the sword...

OK, here's another super ironic story.

When I was a youngster, my mom took my brother and I to see the movie "Home Alone" (you know, the big Christmas film with kid star Macaulay Culkin getting the best of two dimwitted robbers).

Well...

After we came from watching that film, we got robbed ourselves*! Someone broke in our house.

I think we had bars put on our windows shortly after that.

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CarrieLee said:

you shoulda smacked her and took your shit back

brownsugar said:

No way! She woulda kicked my ass! I actually found it to be quite funny. We drove away thinking we scored cuz she said "be very careful this is what they call creeper weed...it creeps up on you!" I was like awww shit! Then we take off and I look and it's grass! hahaha I was dying laughing, although she did get my last 10 bucks and I was sober all night.

Our front door was kinda off because our foundation was messed up so the door to the foyer would sometimes not lock. My daddy had bought me my first leather coat and I wore it all the time. Loved that coat! Any way I had it hanging in the foyer and when I came home the door was wide open and it was gone!

I thank God that that is my only experience with that. My mom was on her way to work one night and a guy hit her in the head with a pole and took her purse. She didn't carry more than 10 dollars. From what the doctors said, she had suffered a concussion and was possibly unconsious on the sidewalk for a while. It made me feel horrrible because this was the one day one of us did not go with her.