Tuesday, September 22, 2009

A Letter to my neighbor across the way...

Dear Neighbor,

I don't know you personally, but I have never actually seen you in the flesh. The reason I know you exist is because I hear you. I hear you screaming foul four letter words, threats, and other various things at your granddaughter. Now, you may wonder how I know she is your granddaughter? Because I have asked other neighbors who have seen you. From what I hear, your granddaughter lives in fear of both you and your son (her father). I don't know if this is the first impression that you wanted to make to all of your neighbors, but that is one you have made. I your tirades I have sat on my deck almost to the point of tears for the way you handle yourself with your granddaughter. Don't worry, I have called 9-1-1 twice, but they have told me to do various things, such as, filing a noise complaint with the apartment complex and calling back when you started again. One time an officer actually came but you weren't in your true form and so they left.
Now, I will admit that I don't know what is happening in your apartment during all the screaming, but when I hear your granddaughter pleading and screaming not to hurt her again or not to tell her daddy, I have to think that you are the adult in control of this situation. To be fair to you, maybe you are overwhelmed and in need of some services. I have tried to get you those services, but have come up empty. One of the most severe screaming and yelling episodes I did call the Child Protection Services of Washington. I simply didn't know what else to do. They asked me a number of descriptive questions about your granddaughter and I could answer many, because I have never seen her. Its funny because our buildings share a swing set that usually has a number of children playing on it.
My sole purpose in this is to try you to get the help your family needs desperately. I refuse to be the person that will not make the call because its not my responsibility. This is my responsibility, especially when I can hear it over the television, while I am preparing dinner, and sitting on my deck. It is absolutely heart-wrenching and needs to stop. I hope and pray for your family and your situation. I hope one day to see your granddaughter outside playing on the playground equipment that is in between our buildings. Please let me know if I can help you in way possible.

With Regards,
Your Concerned Neighbor

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