The county police took my dad's camera and since then a girl breaks in at 3:33 am and screams those exact numbers into his face. They won't stop her, they won't even stop by.

I was never sure why my dad let me in on it but he gave me a copy of the sheriff's report from the night it happened. **Report # 2023-03-23-0134** **Officer-involved shooting** **Address: 3246 N.** ***REDACTED*** **Ln.** **Deputy(s) Involved: W. Landski, B. Jenkins** **Vehicle: Ford F-150** **Summary of Incident**: ***REDACTED*** and I were on patrol at approximately 22:00 when we received an alert of missing persons for a 19-year-old female named Z. Hoffe. She was taken by paramedics from the scene of a vehicular accident in which her father, a passenger in the car, perished. She was taken to the hospital in critical condition after which she apparently fled. The hospital staff gave a statement saying she was crying and distraught. She was placed on the list of missing persons and an APB was put out for her. ***REDACTED*** and I were patrolling when we noticed a car almost matching the description of the car missing persons were driving. We approached slowly and we were able to confirm the license plate number and make of the vehicle. Z had apparently slammed into a parked car and had a large gash on her face. We immediately tried to apprehend her but she was combative and requested to be left alone. We asked her to step out of the car and she became irate, shouting curses and saying a very graphic line. We called for backup and she then began to ramble on about how lucky she was. She said she had felt a sharp pain in her spine and her head and that she had been in and out of consciousness for 'who knows how long' and that she must have hit something. She said she didn't remember much of it but that she had been woken up by a paramedic shouting at her. She also said that she had no recollection of leaving the hospital. When we finally tried to apprehend her, she got out of the car and started running. She was shouting and rambling and hitting her head. Because she had slight injuries, we were moving slowly but she ran into the tree and fell face-first on the ground. We approached her slowly and she started punching the ground and screaming, again "I'm so lucky, I'm so lucky". She turned around and we could see blood dripping from her forehead and somehow the skin on her face had opened up. Then she started to laugh maniacally like she was insane. She jumped up and started sprinting at us. She came at us and ***REDACTED*** shot her in the stomach. She fell to the ground in a ball and started sobbing. We called for backup and the ambulance and she was taken to the hospital in critical condition. At the time of this report, her condition is unknown. **Notes**: The bodycam footage has been confiscated by the county police and will be reviewed. I have a feeling ***REDACTED*** will be in some trouble. I believe it was in a self-defense manner but I'm no lawyer. The car has been impounded and Z has been taken to the county hospital. Whatever was wrong with her head, it seemed to be severe. I hope she can get the help she needs. *Case Closed* **Addendum: 2023-03-23-0321** I don't know what the fuck to do. I can't tell my wife about this. I can't tell anyone. I woke up to a girl shouting in my ear. THREE THIRTY-THREE I looked and saw a girl with long hair covering her face. She was curled up in a ball and sobbing. I asked her what she was doing but she kept shouting. THREE THIRTY-THREE I jumped out of bed and called 911. I told them what was happening and they said they would send someone. I locked my door and waited in bed for the police to show up. She stopped shouting. I heard a crash and the police break down my door. She was on the floor. It was Z. And then it hit me, I turned my phone off and the digital clock next to my bed read 3:33 am. My wife rolled over. "Did I miss the alarm?" she said. "No." was all I could manage. The police dragged Z Hoffe away that night and I don't think I can ever tell anyone about it. I'm scared for my life. What happened to that girl and why is she breaking into my room in the middle of the night? ***EDIT***: Something major just happened. I'm going to send this to my wife's email and (hopefully) set it up so it sends to this thread. I hope it sends since I haven't logged into this account in a few months and I'm on my wife's laptop. I was sitting in my office when I heard the crash. I immediately checked the clock and it read 3:30. I ran out of my office and into my bedroom and it was 3:29. I barricaded the door and when I heard her start shouting those numbers, I knew I wouldn't be able to get out of this. I'm so sorry. I can't let them take me. I won't let them take me. I'm going to end this now. If you get this, be good to yourself. 3:34 ***EDIT***: I never sent the email. This is a girl who shares my name and lives in the house I used to live in. It's been 8 years since I last saw her. I live on the other side of the country and I don't think she knows who I am. I just hope she doesn't make the same mistakes I did. She emailed this to my work email and asked me to look it over. She said she was going to submit it to a page on Chambers with a similar story. I don't know how she got my email but I'm glad she did. I don't know what to say. I just want her to be safe. I want her to be okay. I want us both to be happy. I cried when I read her email. She seems like a nice girl. I'm sorry for her. A few weeks ago, I received a box from an unknown sender. It was a small box with two camera lenses in it with a note. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry this happened to you. I'm sorry this happened to me. I'm sorry this has to keep happening. But you seem like a nice person and I want better for you. I hope these lenses help you." I didn't know what to make of it. I thought it was some kind of joke but the lenses were real. I've never felt so scared and yet so hopeful. I installed the lenses on the security cameras of the house I moved into. It was a beautiful house. Big, 2-story, nice yard. The first night, nothing happened. The second, the third, the fourth. Nothing. The fifth night. I woke up to hear the wind chime over my door fall. I groggily got out of bed and walked to the door. I unlocked it and opened it. I walked out into the hallway and that's when I heard it. THREE THIRTY-THREE The voice was raspy and cracky. It sounded like the voice of a woman. I walked to the security room and looked through the tapes. I saw her. She walked down the hallway until she reached my door. Then she started shouting. I walked back to my bedroom and looked at the door. There was no damage. I locked the door and went back to bed. I couldn't fall asleep. I set my alarm for 3:30 and waited until then and then I finally fell asleep. The next night, the wind chime didn't fall. I set my alarm for 3:30 and I waited. At 3:33, I heard the muffled shouting. THREE THIRTY-THREE This went on for months. I stopped hearing the shouting after a while. The door is solid and the locks hold but I'm still scared. I have a camera in the hallway and I see her every night. I don't know who she is or what she wants. I don't know why she's so lucky but I'm glad I got the lenses. If I didn't, she might have gotten in. I'm still scared. 8 years have passed and I still jump at every little thing. I'm still paranoid. I'm still thinking about that night. But maybe that night will change everything. Maybe it'll make me feel better. I'm glad I got the lenses.

The county police took my dad's camera and since then a girl breaks in at 3:33 am and screams those exact numbers into his face. They won't stop her, they won't even stop by.

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