Let's see where to begin...
How about a drug bust where the FBI is chasing our neighbors and putting them down face forward in the mud with a gun to thier head in from of the kitchen/dining area and we all are at the table for dinner in shock...b/c we have a ring side view. We ended on the floor in panic, until one of us peeked and saw FBI on the back of the jacket.
That summer was a busy one! For one of the neighbors across the street, told his g/f he was going to get milk for the baby. He got the milk and much more... he robbed a bank while he was at it. Swat, FBI, all surrounded the apartment complex across from us. Sirens, guns, the works.
We would have neighbors who would come and drink on the lawn that was by our apartment area, on a every other day bases. They would leave thier trash, bottles and harass people. We had a bottle thrown through our glass plate window, missing us, but spraying glass through the front room. OOh that was interesting indeed!
Or how about a neighbor who is a peeping tom. My cousin and I had the fun of freaking out on that one. He was peeking in our window! We just came out of the shower, he was not picking prickers out of his johnson... that is for sure! He was caught thank goodness.
People breaking in who were "neighbors". I guess they were just dropping by for a visit and to pick up a few things too. Did not matter that it did not belong to them. After all they needed that fix.
A next door neighbor who stabbed his wife and left the bloody machette knife on our bedroom outside window ledge, as he fled.
My sisters and I, have seen fist fights, stabbings, drug overdoses, one where the person was thrown into the trash can and would have died, if we did not act. Drug deals, in our laundry room, people flipped out due to PCP, etc.
That was the neighborhood in Fullerton we grew partially up in, and only a few of the "adventures" we encountered. It is pretty bad to know the officers by first name, because they have been out to our neighborhood so much.
Of course we were told that we were blessed to live in these areas. Jehovah protected us, because we were there to help them. Okkkkay... help them how? We were children.
There were some people we met that were good people, but just had really screwed up lives. But all in all, why subject your children to these horrors? Don't we grow up fast enough?
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