WOW The craziest thing just happened!
02-20-2009, 05:27 PM
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WOW The craziest thing just happened! I live in a very quiet neighborhood with very friendly neighbors.
So I'm sitting on the couch here minding my own business, feet up on the ottoman, laptop on my lap, ls1tech on the screen...and I hear...
BANG BANG BANG! BANG! on the front door.
I'm thinking, "Who the hell..."
I get up to answer the door and see my neighbor, Bill, through the glass. I open the door and he says, "YOU'VE GOTTA HELP ME, SHE'S GONNA KILL HERSELF!" His hands, shirt and pants are covered in blood.
"Hold on, lemme grab my shoes..."
So I flip my shoes on, grab my sweatshirt and cell phone and head out the front door. Looking around, I can't see anyone. Where the hell did he go? I made my way around the side of my house and still see no one. I start jogging now with my head on a swivel trying to find where Bill went. "BILL! Where are you?"
"HERE! I CAN"T FIND HER!!" I hear coming from the neighbor's backyard. I ran around to the back of the house and find Bill next to the back door peering into the house.
"What the hell is going on?" I say.
Bill replies, "Amy called me about 30 minutes ago and said that there were mushrooms growing out of her carpet and she sounded like she was crying. I walked over to check on her, and when I got to the door she was standing there with a butcher knife to her arm saying, 'I've got to do this.' So I grabbed at the knife, and wrestled with her until I got it from her, cutting my hand pretty badly. Then she ran in to the kitchen and grabbed two more knives. I chased her down and smacked the knives out of her hand and held her arms behind her back trying to calm her down for half an hour. She just kept screaming and moaning, 'MY MOTHER CAN'T DIE! I CAN'T WATCH HER DIE!. She caught me off guard and got away and locked herself in the bedroom. That's when I ran over to get you"
"Holy ****!" ...all I can manage to say... as I'm looking at a broken, twisted window screen laying on the ground about 6 feet from her bedroom window. "Jesus Bill, did she jump out the window???"
It was then I heard moaning coming from her pool shed. I ran over and opened the door. Behind a lawn tractor, laying on the ground between two large wooden garage shelves, I see a large grey blanket with one bare foot and another with a slipper hanging half off sticking out from under it. All I hear is moaning sounds..."My mother can't die...I can't live without my mother...I can't live without my mother...NOOOOOO!!!!...I CAN'T!!!.....NOT MY MOTHER!!!!"
Bill and I make our way around the yard equipment and try to console her and calm her down. He says to her she needs to calm down so we don't have to call the police. She says, "YOU CALL THE POLICE AND I'LL KILL BOTH OF YOU!!"
As Bill (72 years old) kneels down next to her, she pushes him backward into a set of double doors that flew open and left Bill laying on his back in the grass. He hopped up faster than I could get over to him to help him up. Amy, dressed in one slipper, pajamas and a blacket, runs out the doors and run straight into the gate of her fence and start banging up against it. All the while she is screaming a combination of, "NOOO!!!! NOT MY MOTHER!!!! I CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT MY MOTHER!!!! I CAN'T WATCH HER DIE!!!!"
Then she break through the gate and runs screaming around the pool shed into a small wooded area at the edge of her property and collapses into a pile of leaves and sticks.
"Bill, I'm calling 911, you follow her and make sure she doesn't stab herself with a stick. I don't want her to see me make this phone call or she might attack us. Does she have any knives anymore?" I say.
Bill says, "I'm not sure, I don't think so."
So he walks over to where she is laying and moaning and I walk behind the house and out toward the street and dial 911. Four cops cars came screaming down the street within a minute and half and I wave them down. I pointed over to where she was still laying and they ran over and eventually got her on her feet after a bit of a struggle. They get her handcuffed and walk her past us out to the street to where the ambulance has just parked.
As she is escorted past us she says, "Bill, how could you do this to me?"
"Amy, we had to." Bill says.
The we gave our statements and they took her away.
In retrospect, I probably just should've knocked her out and went home.
So I'm sitting on the couch here minding my own business, feet up on the ottoman, laptop on my lap, ls1tech on the screen...and I hear...
BANG BANG BANG! BANG! on the front door.
I'm thinking, "Who the hell..."
I get up to answer the door and see my neighbor, Bill, through the glass. I open the door and he says, "YOU'VE GOTTA HELP ME, SHE'S GONNA KILL HERSELF!" His hands, shirt and pants are covered in blood.
"Hold on, lemme grab my shoes..."
So I flip my shoes on, grab my sweatshirt and cell phone and head out the front door. Looking around, I can't see anyone. Where the hell did he go? I made my way around the side of my house and still see no one. I start jogging now with my head on a swivel trying to find where Bill went. "BILL! Where are you?"
"HERE! I CAN"T FIND HER!!" I hear coming from the neighbor's backyard. I ran around to the back of the house and find Bill next to the back door peering into the house.
"What the hell is going on?" I say.
Bill replies, "Amy called me about 30 minutes ago and said that there were mushrooms growing out of her carpet and she sounded like she was crying. I walked over to check on her, and when I got to the door she was standing there with a butcher knife to her arm saying, 'I've got to do this.' So I grabbed at the knife, and wrestled with her until I got it from her, cutting my hand pretty badly. Then she ran in to the kitchen and grabbed two more knives. I chased her down and smacked the knives out of her hand and held her arms behind her back trying to calm her down for half an hour. She just kept screaming and moaning, 'MY MOTHER CAN'T DIE! I CAN'T WATCH HER DIE!. She caught me off guard and got away and locked herself in the bedroom. That's when I ran over to get you"
"Holy ****!" ...all I can manage to say... as I'm looking at a broken, twisted window screen laying on the ground about 6 feet from her bedroom window. "Jesus Bill, did she jump out the window???"
It was then I heard moaning coming from her pool shed. I ran over and opened the door. Behind a lawn tractor, laying on the ground between two large wooden garage shelves, I see a large grey blanket with one bare foot and another with a slipper hanging half off sticking out from under it. All I hear is moaning sounds..."My mother can't die...I can't live without my mother...I can't live without my mother...NOOOOOO!!!!...I CAN'T!!!.....NOT MY MOTHER!!!!"
Bill and I make our way around the yard equipment and try to console her and calm her down. He says to her she needs to calm down so we don't have to call the police. She says, "YOU CALL THE POLICE AND I'LL KILL BOTH OF YOU!!"
As Bill (72 years old) kneels down next to her, she pushes him backward into a set of double doors that flew open and left Bill laying on his back in the grass. He hopped up faster than I could get over to him to help him up. Amy, dressed in one slipper, pajamas and a blacket, runs out the doors and run straight into the gate of her fence and start banging up against it. All the while she is screaming a combination of, "NOOO!!!! NOT MY MOTHER!!!! I CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT MY MOTHER!!!! I CAN'T WATCH HER DIE!!!!"
Then she break through the gate and runs screaming around the pool shed into a small wooded area at the edge of her property and collapses into a pile of leaves and sticks.
"Bill, I'm calling 911, you follow her and make sure she doesn't stab herself with a stick. I don't want her to see me make this phone call or she might attack us. Does she have any knives anymore?" I say.
Bill says, "I'm not sure, I don't think so."
So he walks over to where she is laying and moaning and I walk behind the house and out toward the street and dial 911. Four cops cars came screaming down the street within a minute and half and I wave them down. I pointed over to where she was still laying and they ran over and eventually got her on her feet after a bit of a struggle. They get her handcuffed and walk her past us out to the street to where the ambulance has just parked.
As she is escorted past us she says, "Bill, how could you do this to me?"
"Amy, we had to." Bill says.
The we gave our statements and they took her away.
In retrospect, I probably just should've knocked her out and went home.
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02-20-2009, 06:30 PM
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wow thats crazy, ive got a crazy neighbor that i could see doing something like too. dude slept out on his yard for a week when he wasnt taking his meds.
02-20-2009, 09:52 PM
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Anyways, she was always a very nice woman, but today she was absolutely out of her mind. She didn't even recognize me and I have lived right next door to her for 3 years.
The cops didn't say much, just took our story and chuckled a bit over the "mushrooms growing out of the carpet" comment.
02-20-2009, 10:52 PM
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Haha, yeah that was weird he called just as I was walking away from the cops. Usually when you call someone and say "What's up?" you expect a "nothin", not a "Holy **** my neighbor just tried to kill herself!"
