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I'm sound asleep and my 15 yr old step daughter bursts into our room, crying and hysterical. She tells us that she was in our back yard trying to get a cat off the roof and some guy was IN OUR YARD WATCHING HER! Wife takes daughter and heads for the back patio to see what is going on. I put on some shorts, pocket my .38 and head out front door to sneak around the side. I get to side of patio and ask daughter exactly where this guy was. I'm told he was in the dark corner of property, near a road that goes next to house. I figure, well I'll go down there and make sure all is clear, just to settle the girls nerves. I walk to back corner (no fence) and wander around a little, not seeing anything but it is very dark. I go out into street and walk along side of back neighbors property. That is when I hear some leaves crackling in neighbors yard. I slowly back into the shadows and wait for my eyes to adjust, hand on the weapon at all times. Suddenly he breaks cover, hauling ass along neighbors house. I draw and take a bead, but he hits the road and sprints away from me. There are other houses around, and knowing that as long as he is running away I can not legally pop him, so I just yell "You better run faster punk because I still have sights on you! faster ! FASTER!" He rounds the curve and disappears. I'm not about to start a foot race with some kid at zero dark thirty so I let him go. I thought about putting a few rounds into the dirt, just to encourage him to run faster, but decided against it. Sheriff's deputy pointed out that had I fired a few off, perhaps they'd have some DNA left on the road, dripping out of his pants leg.