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So our next door neighbor has had these No Tresspassing signs up for awhile now. They’re plastered like… all over the house. I didn’t think too much of it, especially after the time where my car got robbed just sitting in the driveway. That could make anyone want to try something to keep yourself a little safer, right?

But recently, the guy has been coming over, asking if we’ve seen anyone near his yard. He says he’s seen people spraying his house with something (apparently not paint or anything, though) and that kids have been pointing “laser tags” at him. He got himself a gun, he says, and a restraining order against people with laser tags.

All kind of creepy, certainly, and the fact that he’s going door to door telling people this seems… kind of stupid. But it’s not like I’m ever in his yard or anything. It didn’t seem to concern me.

Until, a few nights ago, I was getting ready to play some Killing Floor when I heard a gun shot. It was close enough to wake my parents up, and we all were thinking the same thing. We ran downstairs, and saw him walking to his house with a flashlight. It was pretty creepy stuff. He even came by the next day to say that, yes, he had fired a shotgun, and that some cops had came and did we call the cops? We didn’t, although I kind of think we should have. Still, the fact that someone who would fire at shadows or whatever would think we tattled on him is kind of scary.

I drove home from work last night, and he had all the lights on his back yard. Big floodlights so he could see everything.

You never expect to have to deal with this sort of stuff, you know? I don’t feel like I’m in danger or anything, but it just… it’s almost surreal. To think about. And now I’m worried about other times I’ve heard gun shots, and assumed it was people up in the woods shooting at deer out of season or something. Was that him too?
I have no idea.