I can't shake this feeling of violation I've had since coming home yesterday. People forced their way into my family's home and tried to take whatever they wanted. We're honest people (except for my sister) and have worked hard for everything we have and these kids think they can just rob us blind? Who thinks that way? What's wrong with these people? What gives them the right to just take whatever they want?
I'm so angry about it all I feel sick. I fantasize about hurting them. How dare they invade our home and put fear into the ones I love. My wife couldn't sleep because every time she heard a noise she'd jump.
Spray paint worthless scribbles onto our fence, fine. Smash our mailbox because you're angry, fine. Even throw rocks through our windows because you feel you need to get even with my sister, fine. But invade our home and you've really crossed the line.
Funny how nothing like this ever happened until my sister began to hang out with the scum of the city. Stupid, ignorant people born from the same. And these are the people my sister has found camaraderie among. I wish we could say we came from poverty and our parents were abusive or one of a million reasons people find to lower themselves to befriend gangsters and drug dealers, but I can't say any of those things. We come from an intelligent, proud and respectful family.
My sister does nothing but shit on our name and everything we've worked for. She's a disgrace to our family. We've all tried to show her the right direction but she refuses any guidance and insists that she knows what's best.
A message for my darling little sister:
We will all stand idly by and watch you fuck up your life Kirstie because you're right, you're in charge of your own actions. But when your poor decisions begin to bring hurt upon those who have done nothing but try and help you it's painfully clear there has been a grave error in your judgement. This time you can't pass it off with a little lie and hope everyone forgets it.
This is really serious and you've really fucked up. It's high time you've suffered any repercussions because of your poor decisions. It's just really shitty that we all have to suffer from your mistakes. I hope you will take into consideration the seriousness of this matter because if you don't you're going to wind up dead behind a dumpster with your hands cut off for shooting your mouth off to the wrong person.
I know that's hard to hear but that isn't even the real tragedy of the situation. The real tragedy is that if/when it finally does come to that there will be a mountain of reasons that it should have happened sooner and the loss of one hoodlum will have no negative effect or even be a shock to society at all.
Get your shit together before it's too late.