Your home should be your safe zone - a place where you can hide from the outside world, where you kick back and relax. It’s your castle, and you are the king (or queen).
But what if someone wanted to take what you had inside your castle? Or worse, what if they wanted to harm you? What would you do? How would you protect yourself? While it's an overwhelming thought, it is possible to defend yourself against terrifying home invaders. Redditors shared stories of times when someone broke into their house, and how they defended themselves and their families from the intruders.
From teenagers looking to steal whatever they could carry to armed intruders intent on hurting those inside, these stories will make you think twice about whether you locked all the doors and windows at night.
From Redditor /u/wewillbekyu:
There was a guy hanging around my apartment complex for at least five hours claiming to have been waiting for someone. At night, my husband went out to walk our dog and I was in the bathroom.
He realized he didn't lock the door and remembered that guy, turned back after only a minute, and found the guy in the process of opening our door. My husband is 6'4" and my dog is a 65-pound bull terrier. My husband started yelling, but what I saw scared the sh*t out of him the most was my dog trying to take him down. Never saw that guy again.
From Redditor /u/theflockofnoobs:
I was 16 and my parents were away that weekend so I was home alone. Guy charged in through the screen door from our deck when I was lying on the couch watching TV. He just rushed straight at me.
I leapt off the couch and just did the first thing that came to mind: full force head-butt. Shattered his nose and it felt like I got a few more bones in there as well. He fell on his *ss onto the floor. I did the same. Head-butts HURT.
My dog, being the absolute unit he was (105 pound Golden [Retriever]), came hurtling into the living room and shoulder checked the dude into the glass of the TV cabinet/entertainment center thing. Didn't even bother biting, just ran into the guy.
The dude struggles up and sprints back out. I called the cops. I never found out who he was or what his plan was.
From Redditor /u/DoTheCollapse:
When I was 17 I had a black powder rifle (I actually still have it). I was cleaning it in the basement, put it together, and took it upstairs for storage. While I was upstairs I heard someone come in through the basement garage door. I thought it was my brother or mom coming home, but when I opened the door to the basement I saw some random old guy coming up the steps (Edit: "Old" in the context of how he looked to me at the age of 17. In hindsight he was probably in his mid to late forties or early fifties).
I asked him what he wanted and he asked if I was home alone. I grabbed my rifle (empty) and pointed it at him, telling him he needs to leave the way he came in. When he got back to the bottom of the stairs he unlocked the door he came in through. It didn't register with me until later that he had locked the door behind him when he entered the house.
From Redditor /u/gibbysaurus:
One morning when I was about 10 or 11, my mom and I were eating breakfast at our kitchen table, which was in direct view of the back door. All of the sudden two guys showed up and tried to break open the back door. (One of them was probably in his 40s or 50s and the other guy looked like he was in his 20s or 30s.)
Then they looked up and saw that someone was home, so they ran for it. We ran outside to try and get their license plate number, but by then they were already gone.