CCantu357
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Earlier this evening, my grandmother and I were trimming the family Christmas tree. It was around 11:30 or midnight as Craig Ferguson was on TV. Around that time there was a knock on the door. This was unusual for our family as we live in normally quiet city neighborhood. We did not open the door, and I went to put on my Combat Magnum, grabbed it first over the Glock - guess it true about muscle memory. My grandmother tried to talk to the fellow through the door, but he seemed to mumble a good bit and was holding a gas can. I was able to look at him and while he looked harmless, something seemed off about the deal. He then just took off before I was able to approach him. While I am not a church-going man, the Christian in me has me feeling down about not being able to help someone, but on the other hand everything about the situation felt off, especially with the amount of home invasions during the holiday season. Any of y'all have similar experiences?