“You may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes, you may kill me with your hatefulness, but still, like air, I'll rise!” ― Maya Angelou
She's lucky she got your door Ed. Thank you for helping her.
My doorbell rang about that time once. Guy got shot next door and was yelling for me to call the police. So I did. 911 dispatcher at one point says "the police are on their way, DO NOT go outside until a uniformed officer comes to get you" I was like, why the f do you feel the need to tell me that, I'm not going outside with a random dude bleeding on my porch and possibly the guy that caused the bleeding out there still!
ETA: bested by autocorrect once again
-- Edited by Divine Geek on Sunday 3rd of July 2016 09:18:08 AM
I am so glad I don't live in a place that I have to be afraid of opening a door.
Glad the police got there before the boyfriend beat her up more.
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