“So I own my house and I rent the rooms out to other people for a little extra cash. For the last year, I’ve rented to two guys who have kept to themselves and maintained the place. There were never any issues other than someone gaming too loud at night. It was honestly the best living situation I could have, given the circumstances.
I rented to an 18-year-old male, Todd, and a 24-year-old male, Carson.
Todd was always really quiet and stayed in his room whenever he wasn’t working. I never thought much about it, just assumed he was an introvert. He was a pretty quiet guy who kept to himself. Carson had a dog and wasn’t working at the time so he usually just hung out at the house or went and chilled with his girlfriend at her place. Recently his girlfriend got a dog so he was over there more than not.
Almost 10 months after both of them moved in, there was something strange that happened one night. I was out at my boyfriend’s place that night and so was Carson, so it was just Todd, and Carson’s dog, and my two cats home that night.
I went to bed pretty early and woke up the next morning to three missed calls from Todd at one am. I texted him and asked him if he needed something and he didn’t reply until later that day. When I came home after work, I noticed the spare bedroom at the end of the hallway had the lights on which was weird because no one went in there. So I turned it off then went downstairs to my bedroom. I noticed something was off right away because the basement closet, spare bedroom, laundry room, and my room all had the doors on which was extremely odd because I was the only one who used the basement since it was under renovation. My bedroom light was also on, something that I’ve never done.
I texted my parents to see if they came over when I was at work. I texted Todd and Carson asking if they were in the house because I think we might have been broken into. Carson came out and told me when he came home an hour before me, the back door was unlocked and no one was home.
Then I finally got a call from Todd.
So apparently that night he had come home straight from work and fell asleep after having been up for two days. He then proceeded to wake up in the middle of the night and hear someone in his closet. He freaked and grabbed his machete to protect himself. Then he saw them run off into the hallway and disappear. He was freaking out and came out of his bedroom and saw my sister standing over top of my bloodied body. He ran back to his room and called his mom to call an ambulance for him. While he was waiting, he could hear someone in the house. When the cops arrived, they searched the house to make sure no one was there and then told him to come out with his hands up. Apparently, he was freaking out too much and didn’t let the machete go. He walked out of the house in handcuffs and was released into the care of his parents. He said he was probably going to be home later that night.
I relayed this to Carson so that he wasn’t worried that the place was robbed. Unfortunately, he began to worry because the animals were here when this all apparently happened. I had no proof of any of this happening. According to the cops, it was a private matter so I was unable to know the details other than what my roommate told me. So Carson began to feel uncomfortable and dipped out fast. He left within two weeks of the incident trying to claim his security deposit back without proper notice. Todd was still in the place, haunted by whatever happened that night, and didn’t leave his room anymore. He found out Carson left because of that night and was so upset.
Todd had already agreed to move out before Carson even left the place so now after one insane night, I had lost both of my tenants of almost a year. And I will never know what actually happened that night. It’s been the wildest last month trying to fanatically get rooms rented.”
