Gentleman Shmupper

Member 848

Level 30.62

Mar 2006

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Jun 23, 2006, 01:54 AM
Local time: Jun 23, 2006, 12:54 AM
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I'm more humiliated for my family than anything else. A former friend of my youngest brother, for reasons we're not entirely sure of, turned around and made himself my brother's complete enemy. It was basic harassment at first, but it started to get increasingly violent. There were signs that he'd tried to light our mailbox post on fire, and he would sometimes throw rocks or chestnuts at the front window of the house. I understand he tried to peg our mom a few times.
Then one night, the family was awakened by the sound of an explosion. Specifically, the gas in the tank of our van, as it was set ablaze. He'd broken the windows in, poured gas all around, and set it on fire. Things got quieter after the police were investigating, but I have never, ever gotten over the fact that they never got enough evidence to press charges.
I was away at college, and didn't hear about this until a week after the fact. My family wisely kept quiet until later, both to avoid distracting me from my studies, and perhaps knowing that I would have gotten a ride down there by hook or by crook and murdered this little boy. I'm still not entirely sure I could restrain myself from breaking all his arms and legs if I ever meet him again. He no longer lives across the street, and we haven't heard from him since, apart from a couple prank calls a couple years back, but that still bothers me to this day.
Jam it back in, in the dark.
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