I had the door unlocked and went upstairs to use the restroom. I heard the door slam pretty loud and it spooked the crap out of me. Sometimes, I can hear it when my neighbors slam their doors but I was sure this one was mine and there was an uninvited dude in my apartment.
So I sprint down the stairs and see this disheveled guy standing there in jeans and a t-shirt with his jacket on the floor. I ran up to him and clocked him pretty hard in the jaw. I was freaking out. He fell down and I hit him a couple more times.
He was conscious but laying there mumbling incoherently. I didn’t want to leave him to grab my phone and asked him if he had a weapon. He said a switchblade. I opened my front door and my neighbor was outside vacuuming his car. I kept yelling at him and finally got his attention. He called 911.
The guy started to bleed. He picked a piece of gum I think it was from his mouth and flicked it outside. Thank god it was outside and not on the middle of my floor. I was still standing over him telling just to lay there until the police came.
After I realized he was just some drunk guy and posed little further threat other than bleeding all over my floor, I let him get up and told him to sit on my porch. He spit out more of his bloody gums.
The police arrived and the paramedics were giving me the thumbs up. I filled out a police report and they left. The whole event lasted like 15 minutes at most.
My adrenaline is still sky high.