My father called me at midnight and told me: “Don’t come home. Stay where you are”: a few minutes later, police cars surrounded my street.

I was coming back from a birthday party when my phone suddenly rang. It was already late, and I thought it was just my father calling to check what time I would be home.

But when I answered, I could tell his voice was trembling. He nervously said, “Don’t come home. Stay where you are.”

I was completely shaken. I asked him what was going on, but he didn’t answer directly. He just repeated, “Trust me, stay there. Don’t come home.”

For a few seconds, I didn’t know what to do. I was already in our street, my car parked at the corner. But I didn’t know whether I should turn and go home or if I should listen to my father.

Suddenly, I saw blue lights, then police cars turning into my street. Panic took over me. Why was the police here?

I lived in a quiet neighborhood where nothing bad ever happened. When I learned what had actually happened, I was shocked.

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I stayed frozen, watching the flashing blue lights in front of my house, my heart racing.

Then, a police officer came to explain what had happened.

A man, armed with a knife, had forced his way into the house.

My father, who was inside, had heard him and rushed to protect my mother.

Fortunately, he had reacted quickly enough to neutralize the intruder before he could cause any harm.

The adrenaline helped him stay calm, but I could see in his eyes that he was deeply shaken.

The intruder had been arrested, and everything was over, but I was still shaken to learn that I had almost walked right into such a dangerous situation.

I never would have believed such a tragedy could happen in our peaceful neighborhood.