On Sunday, we went to church with a guy we met in Turtle Bay (Grant, the one who gave us a ride to the PCC). Church wasn't until 2 pm so we woke up late, made pancakes, and dinked around. We went to Grant's around 1:30 and set off to church. We attended a different ward this week so it was fun to try something new; however, we were so hungry and tired by the time church was over that we could hardly stand it! We came home and made chicken enchiladas and watched Mama Mia.
Around 11 pm or so, we decided to go to bed so Jen and I went upstairs and Shellee stayed down. We had just gotten ready for bed and all of us were reading when we heard a knock on the door. At first we couldn't tell if someone was knocking on our door or the apartment next to ours so we ignored it. A second later there was another knock and soon Shellee came running up the stairs. I was about to head down to ask her if it was someone at our door, but Shellee beat me to it and said, "Someone is at our door." She seemed a little panicked and I had no idea who it would be because we only know a couple people here who wouldn't come over at 11 pm unannounced. I went downstairs even though Shellee was begging me not to because I was worried that if someone broke in, we would be stuck upstairs which would leave us at a huge disadvantage if we had to put up a fight or run away.
We have a peep hole on our door, but as everyone knows, people from the outside can see movement through those and can tell if you're looking through it so I didn't want to do that. We have a screen on our door so we could hear it swinging on its hinges where someone was standing and the knocks kept getting louder and more aggressive. Being three girls all alone at 11 pm, there was absolutely no way that I was answering that door! I decided to run back upstairs and we were trying to be as quiet as possible. We were expecting that whoever was at the door would soon leave so we were just trying to wait it out. I started up the stairs and soon found Jen sitting at the top and Shellee sitting on the next stair down, both looking panicked. I stood on the next stair down and soon, the knocking became very aggressive and the door bell kept ringing and ringing. There's a window in our bathroom that doesn't shut so they could see that light was on and they could hear everything we do. All at once, I became panicked as this knocking and ringing had gone on for about 10 minutes and whoever it was, apparently wasn't leaving any time soon. I decided to call Grant (as he lives a little ways up from us in Turtle Bay) and started whispering the happenings to him. We know another lady (Susan) in Turtle Bay, but we didn't have her number so I asked Grant for that as well as his family is good friends with her and her husband. I have never been so terrified in my life. I could hear my heart pounding in my ears and my hands were shaking all while I was on the phone with Grant and while the knocking kept coming. Shellee listened through the window and could hear a couple of guys saying, "I know they're in there, should we just go in?" That completely freaked us out because they had been trying the door knob (thank heavens we had locked it!) and we thought that they were going to break in. Our faces had gone pale and we were shaking and frantic.
Grant told me that he was getting close and then, all together the knocking/ringing stopped. Grant was still on the phone with me and walking up the stairs when I heard him start talking to a couple of guys. They asked him where he was going and he said that a few of his friends were staying here. They chatted for a bit and then I asked Grant if it was ok for me to open the door? He said yes so I opened the door. Now here comes the embarrassing part. The man banging on our door was a Turtle Bay Security guard who had had a complaint about noise and he was wondering if it was us? In our defense, this guy was a big samoan, tattoos, a wife beater, and the only thing that identified him as security was a baseball hat that said SECURITY. Oh I was so mad! He looked like a gangster for heavens sake and I told him that the next time he does that he needs to announce himself so we know it's not some wacko trying to break down our door!
Grant was so sweet to come over and help us. We have never been so terrified! I was about to call my dad and tell him that if I come up missing, I know he's far away, but this is what was happening so at least he'd know what happened. We were trying to contact everyone in Hawaii that we knew including Susan who never answered, but we left her messages. Grant went back home and we were all shaken up by the experience. I still can't believe that a security guard would act so aggressively and even threaten to break into an apartment just for a noise complaint. Once we had settled down, we found the humor in the whole thing and started laughing our heads off about it. We did learn a very valuable lesson though which is that we need to have contacts close by and always keep key people on speed dial. Shellee ended up sleeping upstairs again and we were finally able to fall asleep. I never ever want to repeat that experience again!