Going home is like going back to a safe haven where u can get a piece of mind, n relax after a hectic day of work or exercise. Dis area were so safe'd' (notice dat i past-tensed dis word) that u literally know each n every one of ur neighbor. No outsider is able 2 come in, safe for some special reasons.
But now. It is a safe haven no more!
My lovely n quiet abode has been 'violated'. It was broken in. Though not much that the burglar managed to take from my house, but he/they had made a mess out of it. N best of all, dis incident has left a very bad psychological effect on us, me n my wife.
We will always be worried about our house everywhere we go. Though consciously we tell ourselves that it's safe now, don't worry too much. But deep inside, we are still worried! Thinking that we should go back n check on our house.
My safe haven is not 'safe' no more!
In ur 'safe haven', u slept soundly everynite knowing that nothing 'bad' will happen around here. Not even petty theft. Nobody steals shoes. Never a bicycle lost. Never happened!
BUT now it happened. Not petty theft! It the BIG THING! It was a burglary. In a day, it happened to 2 houses, n one of which is mine!
Can i sleep well at nite? What will b going on in my mind every hour of the day? Every minute? Every second?
My safe haven is not 'safe' no more!
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