1). Let's see, when I was about nine or ten my mom and I were home alone when we heard loud banging on our front door. A woman was screaming for my mom to let her in as a man was walking up to the house as well. My mom went and got the shotgun and had me call 911. She was able to hold the shotgun at the window of the two people. The guy tried to drag her away from the door and my mom told him to stop what he was doing. He said something to the effect of "you wont shoot me" and my mom racked the slide and said she would, right through the window. It was just crazy, people banging on your door all whacked out screaming and crying. I was on phone with dispatcher and told them our address and who we were just fine. It was after the police showed up that it hit me.
2). I used to kick soccer balls against a wall in my backyard all the time, just practicing and getting better. One night I was sitting home alone in our living room watching tv. The couch is up against the wall that separates home from backyard. The wall has three very large sliding glass windows right behind couch. WHAM!! Something black and white hits the window really hard and amazingly does not shatter it. I saw black and white so instantly think someone is in my backyard and threw a soccer ball at window to break in. My legs turned into spaghetti for about what was probably 3 or 4 seconds but felt a heck longer. Actually I froze at first and was telling myself in my mind to get up and run and my legs would just not cooperate. I did eventually. When I realized that nothing else was happening I went back to window and looked out to see what was a black and white cat in the backyard. Apparently the stupid cat tried to jump into our home through the window without realizing there was in fact a window.
3). This is a bad story, and we as kids did a bad thing where thankfully no one got hurt or died. So once upon a time I was a 12 or 13 year old boy with friends that age. I was staying the night at my friends place in Las Vegas, I used to bike the 3 miles to his house. Well he had some fireworks still and we decided to go play with them. One of the things we thought would be fun to do was to shoot a rocket off of the overpass bridge on 95. It was late at night. We set the firework up, lit it and backed up. Then we noticed a car coming down, it was sheer horror as we watched this rocket take off like a heat seeking missile right at the car. It was a direct hit, the rocket hit the cars windshield, the car swerved and thankfully did not crash. We ran as fast as we could back to my friends house. I felt horrible even though was not my idea and i was not the one to light the fuse. We got lucky, but that was scary, we really could have killed someone that night.