Bob Owens at Bearing Arms digs up yet another harrowing tale involving Second Amendment rights. A Las Vegas woman (who does not wish to be identified) had been the target of stalking by a former acquaintance for several months, facing intimidation and threats of physical violence by her deranged, would be suitor. Fearing for her life, she obtained a weapon to defend herself and learned to keep it with her at all times in her home. This week her tormentor, Douglas Eugene Jackson, decided to make good on his threats. As the local news station somewhat dryly reports, he encountered an unexpected surprise.

LAS VEGAS (FOX5) – A man was shot in the chest early Friday morning after trying to break into the home of a former girlfriend, according to police.

Lieutenant Eric Lloyd with Las Vegas Metro police said the shooting happened near the area of South Durango Drive and Tropicana Avenue at about 1 a.m. Citing the woman living at an apartment complex, Lloyd said she called officers regarding a former boyfriend kicking her door.

Police said the woman fired two shots at the man once he made entry into the unit, hitting him once in the chest. The man fled from the scene and tried to hide in the area. A K-9 unit was able to locate him behind bushes, Lloyd said.

The good thing about Bob’s coverage is that he located the woman’s personal story which she shared on social media. It reveals the true story of the actual terror she underwent on that night.

I awoke around 1:15 am to the sound of the door giving way after one kick followed by the sounds of my stalker struggling to dislodge the chair while forcing his way inside. I jumped up and grabbed the gun I’ve learned to do everything even shower with.

I stood at the top of my stairs and fired twice. Hitting him in the chest, I hear his scream, his disbelief that I’d stood up for myself.. 0 to 100 in milliseconds. I’ve never been so afraid in my life. I do not know if he is living, but I do know the police have him and that’s what helps the most.

For months of him evading the police I began to question whether he was unstoppable. Untraceable. Houdini, he would murder me and get away with it. As of now I’m in a haze of guilt, surprise, relief and disbelief. I shook as the canines drag him out from his hiding place under a bush. I survived, where so many people do not. Holy shit, I survived.

I would direct you back to Bob’s original story for his analysis, but I have to agree. This woman’s story is not really that unusual, as horrible as it must have been for her. Many Americans face terrifying situations such as this and far too many of these stories end tragically for them. But for some who choose to arm themselves, they manage to survive. These are the stories we don’t hear from the national media because they don’t fit the narrative. Those who fight back and survive fail to provide useful data points in the effort to ban guns.

Unfortunately, Mr. Jackson survived the shot to the chest and may wind up back on the streets. Let’s hope that’s not the case, though.