Listeners (Cassandra, Raquel, others) / Unknown

It was in 2005, Thanksgiving weekend, and I was with my family in our home in Texas, and most of us were asleep in bed around midnight when someone came into my garage, planted an explosive device, and blew my house up.

but not my daughter, my teenage daughter.

She was upstairs sewing.

The lights went off, and then she saw a flame shoot from our driveway across our U-shaped house to the opposite property.

And she ran down the stairs to wake me and my husband up.

And she said, fire, fire.

She screamed.

I ran out the bedroom door.

I met my daughters at the bottom of the stairs.

We ran toward the front door.

My younger daughter reached over my shoulder to touch the door.

And you know, you don't open a door and feed the fire.

And I was thinking stop, drop, and I didn't even get the word roll out before the door exploded inwards.

it knocked me onto my back my dog jumped over my prone body both of my daughters were now out chasing the dog and my garage door had exploded and it was metal and shards of the door were whizzing towards their heads like saw blades and i thought they're going to be decapitated so jonathan there's more to the story but what are you hearing so far whoa

Saw blades, and I thought, they're going to be decapitated.

And luckily those saw blades went around them, by them, over them, and they were untouched.

And I could barely see anything because the next explosion just about blinded me and it blew up my eardrums.

But I could barely see anything.

someone charging through the neighbor's fences, pulling on his pants.

It was my neighbor, Jeff.