Got mugged when I was 9, whilst doing a paper round. He told me he'd stab me if I did't give him my watch or if I told anyone about him. Obviously scared me so the next week I took my nunchukas with me in my paper bag. And the week after and so on. Also at every house I lived at, if someone was to break in at night, the first person they'd see asleep would be me, so I used to sleep with stuff under my bed, or right next to it.
Don't do it anymore, but they can all be easily reached if needed. Just scattered around my bedroom now.