Donna Webeck

Freelance Writer ~ Copywriter

To the f***wit who hurled a fence pailing through our bedroom window at11.30pm last night,

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To state the freaking obvious – whoever the hell you are – your regard for people’s property or safety obviously went missing during your little (allegedly) drunken temper tantrum last night.

So let me tell you what its like to experienced the surreal feeling of being woken from a deep sleep because you feel the pressure of something foreign on your chest and that somehow you and your husband now find yourself lying directly in a shower of shattered glass.

You wonder, groggily, why the hell there suddenly there are sharp little bits of something sprayed all over your body, and all through your sheets? That every time you try to move, to inch towards turning on our bedside light, you encounter more sharp offshoots of glass meeting skin.

When light finally illuminates the room, this is what you see: A discarded white picket fence post lays horizontally across your bed. A massive pool of splintered glass, big and small, douses both the inside and out of your sheets and doona. And all through the carpet that surrounds your bedroom floor, stretching right through your walk in robe and beyond to the ensuite, is peppered with splinters of glass.

Did you see the glass that completely shattered, all over my husband and I as we slept in bed or had you cowardly fleed the scene by then? Did you imagine the tiny knicks and cuts we now have over the places of skin we had bared? Did you know I could possibly have had my 3 year old in bed with me? Who would have been in such a panic he’d have writhed around and slashed himself all over, had it been one of the nights he’s slept in there?

I don’t care so much about the now smashed window, now broken fence, now dilapidated blinds hanging from the frame I CARE YOU COULD HAVE HURT MY FAMILY. I care that a big shard of glass could have landed on directly on either of our faces, or severed an artery. I care that the fence piling, (ironically shaped like a javelin) might have landed smack into one of our heads as the distance it was thrown and the force in which it was ripped from the fence means you were obviously in a fit of rage at the time. I care you could have come into my home, my precious, precious haven where I am meant to be safe and the people I love are meant to be safe. The place we worked hard for, the place we continue to work hard for. What right do you have to undermine, to threaten ANY of this?

And a big fuck off gaping hole now looms large in the window near where my husband lays his head down to bed.

I’m a scaredy cat as it is. I hear noises and I’m the type to assume the worse. I’ve no doubt that I have a nice long stretch of insomnia looming in my immediate future, which will translate in to some unneeded extra stress, and the semi permanent state of tired crankiness my husband and son will then have to endure.

I know it could have been so much worse. But I’m pissed that you will get away with it.

You better catch up with this fucker universe; I’m counting on you.

(PS forgive the profanities people but this was written at 1am while waiting for the police and I was extremely tired and cranky. Plus I’d say swearing is allowed in situations such as these, right?)


(PPS And no, sadly its not an April fool joke either)
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Comments

  2. Universe – we’re all looking at you -kick this little bastard in the ARSE.

    I’m so sorry you have had to go through this, and so very very thankful that you and your family are (physically) ok. I hope that person gets exactly what they deserve.

  3. I got through reading it half way, and scrolled immediately to the Comment link to write something much the same as Cherie.

    F*#^NG DIS-GUS-TING. I hope they catch the mongrel.

  4. So sorry this has happened, it must have been so frightening. I hope you can find a way to get some sleep in the future.

  6. Oh my, that is awful! I am glad it wasn’t worse, (injury and kids in bed with you wise) but that must have been terrifying. I hope Karma catches him at the very least.

  8. Wow, that’s just awful. My first thought was what if their had been a child in the bed. Terrifying! I really hope they catch the person! x

  9. Swear away! What a terrible and cowardly thing to do? what the hell was the point of that???? Totally crazy. SWEAR as much as you like! Hope they catch whom ever it was.

    P.S I did a lot of swearing in my post and that was only over a lack of chocolate eggs. You win. Bring out the swear jar.

  11. Holy shit! Thank god you guys are all right. What the hell? Was the asshat that did this caught?

    I know I am totally late with this comment but I am really pissed off for you guys.

    Big squishy virtual hugs to you guys and a powerful switch kick to the nuts of the asshole who did this.
    Jenn

    P.S. Sorry for the potty mouth but it just seemed appropiate.