When I was 8 my sisters friend tried to kill me with a knife. She chased me around the house with it. During the chase I managed to grab ahold of one the house phones (this story is circa 2000) and rushed into my room slamming the door shut behind me. But since my door didn’t have a lock on it, I had to prop my back against it to prevent her from entering as I didn’t have enough time to move my dresser. And before I go further my door was not solid wood, it was one of the cheap hollow ones. While I was holding the door back she began to drive the knife through the door narrowly missing me with each lunge. As this is happening I’m frantically trying to dial the number to my mothers work as her place of employment was just around the corner. I managed to dial the right number and got ahold of her and she rushed to the house. The girl tried to play t off as her trying to just scare me but my mom wasn’t having it. The girl was barred from our house and my sister was forbidden from hanging out with her from that point on. To this day I sometimes still have nightmares about the experience. I’m not sure what would have happened to me had I not been heads up and grabbed that phone. I just hope wherever that girl is that she isn’t still batshit crazy.