LEAVE US ALONE ALREADY!!!
Aug. 7th, 2007 04:35 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
smb814Two weeks since the last incident. Just like clockwork.
So, my mom had surgery yesterday for skin cancer on her face. They removed the spot, and then she had plastic surgery to patch up the quarter-sized hole left behind. She took off of work today and had an appointment at 11:30 to check to make sure everything was all right. I decided to take the afternoon off to take her to the doctor's and then spend time with her because she's, unsurprisingly, feeling rather self-conscious what with the massive work that was done on her face, leaving behind blood, brusing, stitches, the whole works.
So it's about 2:15 in the afternoon, we're about to start watching a movie, when the front doorbell rings. Twice. We know better than to answer the front door (since everyone who knows us uses the side door, not the front door), so we didn't. My mom looked, and it was an African-American kid, 15 or 16 years old (IMO), with a brown wool hat on, blue T-shirt, and a black backpack. Next we know, we see him walking past the den window, looking in the windows. A minute later, he's walking past the kitchen windows, looking around. After that he vanishes.
We got in my car and drove around the area, but we didn't see anyone looking like him. We go back home, I call the next door neighbor's just to let her know to keep her eyes open for anyone suspicious in the area matching that description, and hang up. Less than a minute later, we see a backpack walking past our kitchen windows again -- the kid had ducked down to avoid anyone seeing him. I call the neighbor back, and he gets on his bike and follows the kid, and a woman with a kid saw him go into one of the nearby apartment buildings.
The policeman comes, gets the description, and goes with the next door neighbor to see the apartment building. Doesn't find anyone matching that description, although he does pass it along to squad cars to keep their eyes open. If they had found him, all they could have charged him with was prowling.
*bangs head against desk*
Why? Why, why, why, why, WHY won't they just leave us alone?! We have enough other stuff to worry about right now with my mom; we do NOT want to deal with mentally deranged, obsessed, harassing kids with nothing better to do with their time than terrorize innocent neighbors right now! My mom is going to be home again tomorrow, alone...I'm tempted to take off of work, just to be with her in case this kid (or his buddies) comes back!
What alarms me most is that this time it was only one kid, as opposed to the two kids who broke in the last time. So was the one here today one of the two kids here the last time, or was he somebody different, someone working alone? Does a gang have us pegged for an initiation rite? If you want in, steal something from this house? How many kids in the area really ARE responsible for what's been going on to us?
This is absolutely nuts. Five incidents now in a little over two months, and six in a little over a year. Every two weeks, they seem to try something new. What do they do, mark it on their calendars that it's time to break into our house again?
I can't live here anymore. And moving is too long, involved of a process to just get up and move tomorrow.
Somebody help me. Please. I can't take much more of this.
*breaks down sobbing*
So, my mom had surgery yesterday for skin cancer on her face. They removed the spot, and then she had plastic surgery to patch up the quarter-sized hole left behind. She took off of work today and had an appointment at 11:30 to check to make sure everything was all right. I decided to take the afternoon off to take her to the doctor's and then spend time with her because she's, unsurprisingly, feeling rather self-conscious what with the massive work that was done on her face, leaving behind blood, brusing, stitches, the whole works.
So it's about 2:15 in the afternoon, we're about to start watching a movie, when the front doorbell rings. Twice. We know better than to answer the front door (since everyone who knows us uses the side door, not the front door), so we didn't. My mom looked, and it was an African-American kid, 15 or 16 years old (IMO), with a brown wool hat on, blue T-shirt, and a black backpack. Next we know, we see him walking past the den window, looking in the windows. A minute later, he's walking past the kitchen windows, looking around. After that he vanishes.
We got in my car and drove around the area, but we didn't see anyone looking like him. We go back home, I call the next door neighbor's just to let her know to keep her eyes open for anyone suspicious in the area matching that description, and hang up. Less than a minute later, we see a backpack walking past our kitchen windows again -- the kid had ducked down to avoid anyone seeing him. I call the neighbor back, and he gets on his bike and follows the kid, and a woman with a kid saw him go into one of the nearby apartment buildings.
The policeman comes, gets the description, and goes with the next door neighbor to see the apartment building. Doesn't find anyone matching that description, although he does pass it along to squad cars to keep their eyes open. If they had found him, all they could have charged him with was prowling.
*bangs head against desk*
Why? Why, why, why, why, WHY won't they just leave us alone?! We have enough other stuff to worry about right now with my mom; we do NOT want to deal with mentally deranged, obsessed, harassing kids with nothing better to do with their time than terrorize innocent neighbors right now! My mom is going to be home again tomorrow, alone...I'm tempted to take off of work, just to be with her in case this kid (or his buddies) comes back!
What alarms me most is that this time it was only one kid, as opposed to the two kids who broke in the last time. So was the one here today one of the two kids here the last time, or was he somebody different, someone working alone? Does a gang have us pegged for an initiation rite? If you want in, steal something from this house? How many kids in the area really ARE responsible for what's been going on to us?
This is absolutely nuts. Five incidents now in a little over two months, and six in a little over a year. Every two weeks, they seem to try something new. What do they do, mark it on their calendars that it's time to break into our house again?
I can't live here anymore. And moving is too long, involved of a process to just get up and move tomorrow.
Somebody help me. Please. I can't take much more of this.
*breaks down sobbing*
