I tend to always open the door.
The scariest was one night at around 11:30pm. I was playing on my game on the headset with friends. Kids were at their dad's. Someone brayed on my door, I opened it and it was a woman with a grazed face asking if I'd help her. She claimed she had just ran from the pub at the bottom of my road fleeing from her abusive partner. Having not long escaped my abusive ex, I told her to come in.
This was when I started thinking...shit. she had a tag on her ankle. I had stupidly left the party I was in on my game before answering the door. She then, after telling me what had happened, while I was making her a cuppa - told me she was from the roughest estate in the area.
In my head I'm secretly panicking. The doors were locked so he could not get in if he knew she was here, but that ultimately meant that I was locked in alone with her.
I told her I grew up on that same estate. I didn't, I was on the one neighbouring it, so was very familiar with the area and people living there, along with many friends still living there. I kind of hoped that would make her think I could give as good as I got. I couldnt, I'm tiny and weak as shit lol.
After she calmed down a bit, I called her a taxi and off she went. Extremely thankful that I answered the door that night.
I am pleased I did, but hope to god I never ever find myself in that position again. Anything could have happened. I got a good telling off from my friends when I went back to my game and explained what happened.
I still think about her and hope she found the strength to leave him.