Category : Books-Non-Fiction

Sub Category : Biography

    Okay. Listen to what I reveal. Surprises may show up at such strange times and at any age.
    My surprise came way late in life. Who would ever expect such a revelation. I was 40 years old. Nothing with such deatails as this had happened before in my life.
    To make it short and sweet here are the details. Alright I was a tenant at the time in a upstairs attic room. I had signed a lease and felt safe there. My uncle told me that he did not like my 5 month lived environment.
    I felt offended at such thought. The landlords 🐕 dog led me out of a downstairs to room. The landlord offered to cook breakfast. It was already prepared before I got downstairs to the kitchen. Abundant food was ready. I said ok I will wash dishes afterwards. A brown paper bag was on the table. I sat down and ate.
    After the meal was over I stood at the sink to do the dishes. Weird I was told to look at a dandelion on that cool Fall day. 
    I heard a apple slicing sound. A knife was attached to my shirt. Dumbfounded I said how did you attach that Halloween knife to my shirt. The words that were spoken made me feel sick. The landlady said that's not a costume knife it is a real fruit knife. I was so shocked that I only felt stiff in my stomach area. I was afraid of her. I changed the subject and asked what's in the brown paper bag? She said her bipolar mental control pills. 
    I was thinking oh oh what have I got myself into. She was laughing. I was almost fatally wounded and she said it wasn't the first time she will get away with it. She called her daughter and pulled out a gun. 
    Instructed me to grab my clothes. Suspecting the landlady was not fully aware of anything sensible I only picked up my satin pajamas top and bottom or shirt and pants. Oh she made me pick up my 12 inch TV also. I was hurting really bad then. The daughter said Mamma take the gun off of her because she was stabbed in the navel by you already. She listened to her daughter and I had my van keys in my pocket anyhow automatically. Oh I ached and felt weakness creeping in on me. I did not concentrate on the wounded area for fear of fainting.
    I was sweating as I carried the heavy TV being balanced above the knife still lodged in my Navel. Crossing the street to my van a car stopped to let me cross in front of it. Their window rolled down and the boy asked me to put the TV on their car. He said I'm not robbing you your life is being drained by you carrying such a heavy awkward item. Wow I thought  sanity someone cares. They called the police I left for the hospital. I said call my liscence plate in I'm driving to the hospital. 
    When I stopped to show my handwritten Help! note people stuck their fingers up at me and cursed me out. I called my sister in the Military at Bethesda hospital and she told me to keep my phone on for GPS purposes.
  I stopped at my previous residence and the maintenance man there kept me woke. He sang me gospel songs and kept talking to my sister and 911.
    Help arrived I spoke to the paramedics and fainted. Partially unconscious I remember the only control I had was my pointing fingers for yes or no. 
    I hope that anybody reading this learn that we don't know when Crime will arrive in our space. So don't take nothing for granted. Be cautious at all times and don't trust too much.