Mugging Fun

uh...i was coming home from the dholki which is a weird pakistani pre-wedding thing where people dance and are loud. mom and kazim dropped ahan off at my uncle's house and then took me to my grandparents' house. i got out of the car, it was about midnight, i rang the bell and my grandfather came to the gate. i said hi, mom figured he was there already so she drove off. i turned back to the door and my grandfather was going back into the house because apparently he'd forgotten the keys. i heard a car pull up behind me, i turned around, there were two guys wearing spiderman masks and pointing guns at me, asking me for my purse. jackasses didn't even realize i didn't have a purse. i gave them my camera which was the only thing i had. i can't remember if we spoke in english or urdu. it was probably urdu but i can't remember. then i started backing away and he told me to come closer. he was probably checking for jewelry or something but it scared the shit out of me. then he told me he'd let me go because i didn't put up a fight. i said thank you. manners are very important in a mugging. i turned around and waited for what seemed like a year for my grandfather to open the door, while the muggers most concernedly waited for me to get inside before leaving...unlike my mother. yeah so dadajan finally managed to get the door open, i went inside and then they were taking half an hour to close the fucking door and at that point i started freaking out and i was like you know close the door cos there are thieves...and for some reason they didn't understand what i was talking about. and then i started screaming hysterically about how mom left me there and that they took my camera. then i called mom, she didn't pick up, then i called my brother, i screamed and cried at him for about 2 minutes till he got completely freaked out and told me he's coming over. and then i called mom again and i freaked out at her and then she freaked out and told me she's coming over too. and then so mom kazim and both of kazim's brothers and my brother and my uncle all showed up at the house and i was screaming and crying and stuff like a very very brave girl and then mom gave me xanax and i chilled out. and then i went and stayed at my uncle's house because he has guards with big fuckin guns outside. and i can't stay at my grandparents' house anymore. and now whenever i'm not doing anything i think about scary spiderman people and i can't go outside when it's dark. i am the opposite of a vampire. that's my story. taa.