Time Frame – Rosemont Bakery
For the lord your God is the one who goes with you to fight for your enemies to give you victory. Deut. 20:4
He finally retrieved the knife and swung me around to put the knife to my throat. This man took me to the area where he was hiding prior to this particular part of the story.
As we walked toward the area of the bakery with the knife to my throat the thoughts running through my head were things like; what is he planning on doing next? I started thinking about what was in that area, things to protect myself and there was nothing, not even cleaners, not even a lock on the bathroom door. That is if he was even taking me into the bathroom.
I didn’t know if he was going to rape or murder me. He ended up telling me to stay in the bathroom and do not come out. The light in the bathroom remained on and the fan was super loud I couldn’t hear much.
Patiently I sat on the toilet waiting for what is to come next. I heard him wrestling through our metal dry ingredient bins that contained things like flour and sugar.
Sitting on the toilet thinking a thought came in, “oh no, I gave him my purse, and my grandma’s wedding ring was in my purse.” My grandma just gave me her wedding band set earlier that day.
Then, I suddenly heard the phone ring, this was one of those nights that my boyfriend was going to be late.
Resistant but determined, thinking to myself, “I’m leaving this bathroom”. I slowly opened the bathroom door not knowing what was going to happen next. I looked down and saw the knife on the ground in between the office and the bathroom.
Immediately, I ran out of the bathroom to verify he was gone, I closed the back door of the bakery. I then ran through the bakery making sure he wasn’t there still. I then ran to the phone and called 911.
As, I was speaking to 911, I heard a gun fire, then, the man we knew from the grocery store ran down to see if i was okay. I told him what happened. I guess the man tried robbing the gas station across the street.
The police showed up and took a report, etc. So, from that point forward I decided to keep a gun close to me, worried he or one of his friends would be by to finish the job.
Tragedy Happens Because of A Knife
Have you had a tragedy take place in your life? Was the incident avoidable? Have you learned something from someone else’s tragedy?