Harassment, Stalking, Misconduct small town thugs

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sweetbriarose

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Whew...well, I don't know where to begin.
There's just so much that has happened since
the day my neighbor moved onto this street
five years ago.

I guess I should begin by telling you that
my husband and I are quiet people in our late 40s.
It's been a battle, a war almost trying to raise
good children in a community of so many bad influences,
but our efforts are finally starting to pay off.
2 of our children are in their early 20s now and doing
very well. Our youngest is 12. Thankfully, he is
mature beyond his years...which is good, for
my husband and I
are just a little tired now
and not the least impressed with unwanted stress.

Which brings me back to my neighbor. sigh...sob
From day one she has most certainly made her presense
known. An immature single mom. 25 years old. 30
now and hasn't changed a bit.
Drinker, doper, partier,loud mouth, thief and
fortunatly for her...the best friend of the county
collector's daughter...whom I shall call 'Angel'.
'Angel' also works at the courthouse. Auditor's office.
Her father is director of 911, her brother a sherriff's
deputy, he step-father (married to county collector)
works for the gas company. Which means he has access
to our property anytime he so chooses. sigh
and the list goes on and on.
In other words...my neighbor knows every thug within
our county and they are at her bidding night or day.

She has been arrested for bad checks. While on probabtion
for that she committed a'hit and run'. Received
another probabtion. Then while on probabtion for that
committed a felony to which she pled guilty of stealing
prescription medication. (the medicine she stole from
the purse of a friend. The medication was a CHILD'S
medication). She went before the same judge that she
went before for the other 2 charges. After the
trail being postponed for almost a year she was finally
sentenced...5 years SUSPENDED! Hey...but at least she
got another probabtion (big whoopey).
Last July while on probabtion for that felony she committed
another of stealing over $3,000.00 from the local
Country Mart store where she was working at the time.
Behind the service desk...I might add. Where she had
access to peoples personal informations and where
there is an inside pharmacy only 15 feet away. I couldn't
believe they would hire her there...but I suppose
it's to be expected as the store manager rubs elbows
with the local courthouse officals (her friends..apparently).
Anyhoo...she still hasn't gone to trail on that charge.
Been almost a year now. Postponed monthly.
And at present she is working yet again near medications
in a nursing home.

Now that I've given you an idea of what she is like.
Let me tell you what she has done to me.

She encouraged the neighbors beside us (young and wild
also) to build a huge bon-fire 3 feet from our privacy
fence. Our fence is 6 foot. The fire was well over
9 feet. Warped the boards. I stood out in the back
all night with a garden hose wetting down the fence.
It was that hot. Earlier on I called the fire dept.
They came.
They talked to all of the kids (err...young adults).
Then I was told that
they said 'they were sorry'and they didn't realize (wth)
that it would burn down my fence.
After the fire department left they re-kindled the
fire they had put out in the fire departments presence
and began shouting 'crazy bitch, snob, pyscho bitch' across
the fence.
My husband ... did nothing. Was afraid of retaliation
because of their connections.

Every since then I have had to be the one to stand
my ground and deal with her/their abuse. I stand alone.

She had a dog that was never restrained. It would run
out in the street, barking and nipping at the heels
of anybody walking down it. For 3 years we put up with
it constantly standing in our yard and barking and
nipping at the heels of our youngest son if he was in
the front with his friend.
One day weary of the dog. He threw a hand full of
gravel at it. She came across the street into my
yard with a beer
bottle in her hand and started yelling at him for
abusing her dog.
I called the police and tried to have her arrested
for harassment, but the officer said if I did that,
then she would have me arrested for 'animal abuse'
'cause my son had thrown gravel at it to make it go.

They told me to call everytime the dog was a problem.
I did.
Finally, one day my neighbor stood on her porch and
screamed 'I'll cut your head off in your sleep you
crazy bitch, next time you call the cops on me!'
I told the police.
Their reaction was 'well...that wasn't very nice
was it?'
Finally, after numerous other complaints the city
made her get rid of the dog.
She blames me for that.

In fact she blames me for everything that goes
wrong in her life.
She doesn't keep her trash bill paid. So when
her cans began overflowing she would walk the street
until she found an empty one at the end of someones
drive. Then she'd roll it or carry it down to her
house and fill it up. She must have had 10 cans.
All overflowing. Parked permanantly at the end of
her drive.
I said nothing. The first 3 years of this, but I
eventually grew tired of having to go out
every morning with a bag and pick
her maggot infested trash out of bushes and yard.

After me finally saying something.
The nusiance officer gave her a huge fine and made
her walk all over the block and pick up her trash.
sigh

(She now keeps her overflowing cans up by her garage.)

She was embarrassed about the trash ordeal.
Cried to her thug friends about
how mean I am to her...and they all came by to
console her.
The very next day her best-
friend 'Angel's' dad (who works for the gas company/
county collector's husband)
struts his way into my yard and begins painting
the meter. Fearing that he was here to cause
a leak and make our house explode or something,
I asked him why he was doing that, being
as it had been painted only 6 months before and
with a wicked thug grin he said "because I can".
His only reason for painting it again was to show
me just who has the upper-hand.
sigh

On and on the story goes.

This spring I have decided since it upsets her so
much that we mow our grass and I plant flowers out
front...that I wouldn't plant any flowers out front
anymore. (why should I give them something pretty
to look at anyway?)
Sooo...one day while she wasn't home I began digging
up my canna bulbs and iris's from under the front
windows of my house.
That was the first time I had been out front since
last fall. Usually, just pull the car into the garage
and go in that way.
Well...oh my...as luck would have it she pulls up
with a vehicle full of her drunk girlfriends.
Gets her video camera out. Yells at me to turn around
and when I do she walks into the street...right
up against the curb by my yard and films me.
Says "this is my crazy neighbor"...on camera..."this
is the pyscho bitch that has caused my family so
much trouble...this is payback...going on you tube."
(she never posted it there)
I told her (on film) that she was just jealous 'cause
I have character and morals and she's a unsavory skank.
And also a criminal. Then I went in my house and haven't
been out front since.

My 12 year-old doesn't go out front either. When he does
her daughter sees him as somebody whom the other
neighbor kids might play with...so she starts
whispering lies about him into their ears...sigh...
calls him buck tooth...gives him the L sign with her
fingers for loser...on and on.

We feel so trapped.
So abused.
So scared.

Is there any hope or should we put our beloved
home up for sale and move?
I hate to think of the people who own it after us
letting the likes of her, her thug friends
and her daughter have the run of this
property. Our home is sacred to us. A rose among
the danelions. We've put alot of work into it.

They want us to go.
Won't stop harassing us until we do.
Do we have any rights?
 
Your novel needs a little editing.
 
sigh...and so the story goes...
the bad people frolic through the daisys
while the good are made to suffer.

"When the power of love replaces the love
of power, only then will man have a new name:
GOD" ~ Emily Dickenson

So sorry to have bothered you. Thanks for nothing.
THE END
 
The people here are vounteers. We dont have the time or desire to read your 800 pager novel. If you can shorten it to a simple paragraph we can possibly help
 
sigh...and so the story goes...
the bad people frolic through the daisys
while the good are made to suffer.

"When the power of love replaces the love
of power, only then will man have a new name:
GOD" ~ Emily Dickenson

So sorry to have bothered you. Thanks for nothing.
THE END

Actually, the poet's name is Emily Dickinson.

But it was Jimi Hendrix who said, "When the power of love overcomes the love of power the world will know peace."
 
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