Sophomore year in college, I was alone in an apartment I shared with three other guys. I was sitting in my room doing homework when I suddenly felt a little uneasy. For some reason (I don’t know what made me get up to check), I bolted to the front door (which was usually unlocked during the day) and immediately grabbed the doorknob.
I looked through the peephole and saw three men standing outside my door. It was then that I felt the knob start to turn. I held the doorknob as hard as I could to keep the door from opening. After what seemed like forever, I think they gave up trying to open the door. I immediately locked the deadbolt and ran to the window to check to make sure the men walked away. The window was right next to the door and when I looked, no one was there. It was about 3 in the afternoon, so I know this was not a dream and I am positive about the struggle I hade with the door to keep these men out.