re: What's the closest you ever come to "unaliving" someone?

We live in a historical area with a ton of bars and restaurants within close walking distance. We bought our house about 8 years ago on a Friday afternoon. Well, that Saturday night we were woken up in the middle of the night by a loud crashing noise in the living room. I grabbed my gun and go downstairs and there is a white guy barely standing (swaying really...) in my living room. Dude looked to be 18, about 5' 3 and 110 lbs soaking wet; drunk as an absolute skunk.

Walked over and pressed my gun straight to his chest and said gtfo out now. He kept repeating over and over without even raising his voice for me to "calm the frick down" and "I'm just headed to bed man gtfo away from me". Told him he was in the wrong house. He had zero concept of understanding. I grabbed him by the back of the neck, opened the door and full force kicked his arse straight out my front door down the stairs. He fell face first onto the sidewalk, I relocked our door and that was that. Never saw him again.

Long story short, we think maybe the prior owners left a key somewhere or something and they'd let friends crash at the house when they were drunk. He must've not known they sold the house and just walked in. We changed all the locks the next morning.

I am incredibly thankful every single day that I had the self control not to immediately unload into the kid. I confidently did not need to resort to lethal force at that time, but I would not have hesitated had I needed to. I hope that kid woke up hurting, but learned a lesson.