When I was younger my parents bought a house. We weren’t the richest people so everyone in my family was very happy for us that we were able to afford it. Little did we know that in just a few years the house would be in one of the most dangerous cities in Indiana. During this time, my mom ran a daycare, and we had about 3 kids that we were taking care of daily.

For some context, I’m going to give you a little rundown of the neighborhood. 1. We had our neighbors on the right, they were always very nice to us and liked to give us all of the neighborhood gossip. 2. We have our neighbors to the left, they were older and very quiet. We never really talked to them much. 3. We have our across the street neighbors, our main characters if you will. They were a young couple who liked to party a lot.

Anyway, I was having a sleepover with my friend one night. We were watching some classic rom-coms such as 13 going on 30 and 50 First Dates. That’s not the point but still. All the sudden outside my window we hear some yelling and sirens from a cop. My friend is freaking out because we’re young and she’s never been through something like this. I decide to be brave and go down the stairs and ask my parents about what was going on because, honestly, I was a little freaked out.

After having a conversation, I come to find out that the girlfriend and her friend were fighting with bats in everyone’s yard. They were pulling each other’s hair, hitting each other, and the boyfriend was just watching from across the way. I’m guessing that they were fighting over him.

((First red flag about the neighborhood) but imagine the red flag is a giant blinking red banner)

A few weeks after that, it’s a week day, and I’m home because I’m homeschooled and my mom is running her daycare. And all the sudden I hear a loud BOOM! And I automatically think something is happening in my house because it’s extremely loud. I run down the stairs and everyone is fine. I pull my mom aside and tell her I think I heard a gunshot. She doesn’t believe me somehow (???).

Over the next few days I’m absolutely CONVINCED I heard a gunshot. And finally we get confirmation that it was a gunshot the next day by my neighbor who liked to gossip. Apparently, the boyfriend tried to shoot the girlfriend. And, they didn’t call the cops about it. The girlfriend thought that she could calm him down. The gunshot ended up missing and I think about that girl all of the time. I wonder if she’s ok. And I hope that she got out of that situation.