In December of 2017 we bought our dream home. An amazing house for our kids to grow, an amazing backyard for the dogs and fantastic neighbours who are always happy for a chat or to lend a hand. We moved in in March 2018. Everything was going well. We were in love with the place and felt such a high level of achievement for all of our hard work over the years. Unfortunately on August 1st 2018 all of that changed.
At 8:30pm my husband came running into my eldest sons room screaming (I had fallen asleep with him and his room is at the back of the house) my husband ran in holding our 6 week old son.
‘our house has been shot at, call the police’!! I thought I was dreaming. I began running to the front of the house to see what was happening but my hubby stopped me in case the gunmen were still out there. My husband told me again to call the police, that three bullets had been shot into our house, one narrowly missing his and my 6 week olds heads by 8 cms! I called the police. Then we waited, our hearts racing.
A few minutes later we saw a light at the front door and thought it was the gunmen. Hubby told me he will run at them if they get in. I told him I will lay over the kids so at least if they shoot and kill me, our kids will be safe.
Thankfully it was the police. In half an hour we had 30 police officers in the house. Questioning us and taking bullets out of our walls. One bullet travelled through four walls.
The police have never found who did it or why they did it. We have since heard from neighbours some interesting things about the previous owners. It has now almost been a year but we still have sleepless nights. Any time we hear a car or noise at night we freak out. We slept in the back of the house for a while and even left the house for a few weeks after the incident. It is slowly feeling like home again however to say this has been the most traumatic experience of our life is an understatement.
We are hoping one day we can fully feel safe in our own home again.
Posted anonymously, 6th May 2019