lunachild
04-18-2005, 02:26 AM
I was down to Jason's mom's on Friday. We have become really excellent friends. We don't even talk about Jason. When I left, I had to drive up the street and go around a corner. Guess who was sitting at the stop sign? Himself. We looked at each other and then he put his head down and took off. He knew I had been at his mom's. He stopped down the street from her house and when he saw me turn the truck around, he took off. I went back and told his mom and she thinks he is casing her place, checking to see if she is home.
Well tonight, about 11:30, my boy was here at the computer. He heard someone walking in the stones. He ran upstairs and got Garrett and they turned on the porch lights and went out the doors with baseball bats. They chased them up the road. The one guy ran like the wind. Garrett is like a ghost and he was walking up the road and he heard a noise. He run up the bank of the creek and saw someone down in the weeds. He hit the ground with the bat to scare them and when they jumped up, it was Jason. They came back here to wake me up(they didn't want to because of my mental health issues) but I called the state police. His PO will be here in the morning.
I called his mom and she said he was either here to rob the hunting camp or rob me or steal my medications. Or try to get me to give him some. If it had been just him I wouldn't be so scared but he had someone with him. All these creeps are going to know I am a single woman with kids. What they don't realize that if it is them or me or my kids I can take someone out with my bare hands and not think twice about it. I am so damn mad I can't even live in my own damn house and feel safe.
His mom is coming here in the morning with a friend(that knows how to hunt down people and she has hunted Jason down for years). She is going after him. She said he went to damn far this time. She said he must be totally gone. She never thought he would come back here and I was just starting to get comfortable. She said something must have happened, one of the girls kicked him out and he was looking for a place to stay or he was looking for our meds or something to steal. He didn't figure on Jordan or Garrett with baseball bats chasing them up the road and down the creek in the dark. Garrett tried to grab him but he got away.
My brother is coming over in the morning with a firearm. There is a shooting range here and Garrett is going to teach me to shoot. I am going to get it registered to carry on me so it is never in the house with my kids. I'll always have it on me at all times. I have been raised with guns so I know the drill. If I tell them they are not allowed to touch, they won't. They know that drill. They still bring me Tylenol to give them! They don't touch the mail, my purse or medicine.
His mom is bringing hers up here and use the range to have Garrett teach her how to shoot. He is running with a lot of really nasty people and we are both single, living alone. She's got easier access to police. She lives in the city. The closes I have is 35 minutes in any direction and that's state police.
My brother said, "Just make sure you drag them in the door before you call the police:).
I'm gonna be up all night. Garrett is staying up with me. I have to go to my aunt's funeral tomorrow. I put all my meds in my purse and have it under my pillow. I told the police "I refuse to live like this"! :angry:
Well tonight, about 11:30, my boy was here at the computer. He heard someone walking in the stones. He ran upstairs and got Garrett and they turned on the porch lights and went out the doors with baseball bats. They chased them up the road. The one guy ran like the wind. Garrett is like a ghost and he was walking up the road and he heard a noise. He run up the bank of the creek and saw someone down in the weeds. He hit the ground with the bat to scare them and when they jumped up, it was Jason. They came back here to wake me up(they didn't want to because of my mental health issues) but I called the state police. His PO will be here in the morning.
I called his mom and she said he was either here to rob the hunting camp or rob me or steal my medications. Or try to get me to give him some. If it had been just him I wouldn't be so scared but he had someone with him. All these creeps are going to know I am a single woman with kids. What they don't realize that if it is them or me or my kids I can take someone out with my bare hands and not think twice about it. I am so damn mad I can't even live in my own damn house and feel safe.
His mom is coming here in the morning with a friend(that knows how to hunt down people and she has hunted Jason down for years). She is going after him. She said he went to damn far this time. She said he must be totally gone. She never thought he would come back here and I was just starting to get comfortable. She said something must have happened, one of the girls kicked him out and he was looking for a place to stay or he was looking for our meds or something to steal. He didn't figure on Jordan or Garrett with baseball bats chasing them up the road and down the creek in the dark. Garrett tried to grab him but he got away.
My brother is coming over in the morning with a firearm. There is a shooting range here and Garrett is going to teach me to shoot. I am going to get it registered to carry on me so it is never in the house with my kids. I'll always have it on me at all times. I have been raised with guns so I know the drill. If I tell them they are not allowed to touch, they won't. They know that drill. They still bring me Tylenol to give them! They don't touch the mail, my purse or medicine.
His mom is bringing hers up here and use the range to have Garrett teach her how to shoot. He is running with a lot of really nasty people and we are both single, living alone. She's got easier access to police. She lives in the city. The closes I have is 35 minutes in any direction and that's state police.
My brother said, "Just make sure you drag them in the door before you call the police:).
I'm gonna be up all night. Garrett is staying up with me. I have to go to my aunt's funeral tomorrow. I put all my meds in my purse and have it under my pillow. I told the police "I refuse to live like this"! :angry: