Perceval said:
Hi Nina, when you describe it like that, I would make it a priority to get the hell out of there as soon as possible! Is that an option?
Perceval, Thank you again for the reply!
I feel a bit like laughing right now.
Last year 2014 at the complex the FBI and swat were here they raided the building next to mine apparently for internet child sex pron, then the DEA and swat were hear a month later.
This year this past autumn: flashing lights on the ceiling caught my eye making me wide awake -they freaked out Poppy who ran and hid beneath a blanket in his crate- and as I quietly crept out into the hallway near a window to try and see/find out what the heck was it this time. And a guy from my side but below me was coming in with his dog who said: "DON'T GO OUT! There running around with machine guns!!" I asked if his lady pup has gotten to go potty and he said: "She'll just have to go in the tub."
I stayed out in the hall by the window 'praying' they would not enter and because they guy asked me, "to warn him with a knock on the wall if they did, so that he could hide his dog." I could not have gone back in and slept anyway with them out there.
7 local/state police cars, rescue, fire
and swat were here for nearly 6 hours beginning at 11pm they left close to 5am. Apparently someone was murdered in a building up and next to mine. I hate to sound terrible but I could not
believe that they actually thought the killer -who they caught 4 days later and charged with the murder- would have actually hung out at the scene of the crime. The swat
with their automatic machine guns and full gear on were checking under cars, in shrubs, charging into each building and apt. -though oddly and thankfully they skipped the half of the build where I was in- searching for the guy.
I could not help but think: "Honestly, who the
heck hangs out at the scene of a crime that they just committed ?!! That doesn't even happen in the movies!!" These guys displayed an IQ of less than a toddler.
The apt. management said in a nut shell that it was the tenets fault for not locking the front of the building's door never mind that they don't actually lock or that anyone even has a key to do so or that these doors have broken glass panes, some that have been broken since I've been here, 2011.
No, there is NO form of security with lighting or other here. Anyone at anytime can simply walk in from off the street. There are doors - it makes me laugh- that are actually solid inside between each level that are falling off their frames at the top.
All doors that lead into a persons' apt. are hallow. So the use a wooden base ball bat could easily smash through the door.
In 2013 there was a kitchen fire in the apt. right next to mine.Those poor people had no door for two days.
:(
Oh, I forgot about the cockroaches in the basement where the laundry machines are. No, I make the 25/30 min. walk to laundry mat up the road not just for the cockroaches but because all the machines here can
only be used with a credit card; which I don't have.
In the apt. I am in all the windows are actually plastic -they look like and open like school bus windows- as Poppy has put scratches in one trying to get at the leafs that fell on the sill. All but one have cracks in them the ones in the room I am in, I have tryed glue, tape, stickers, and now sealing caulk over it all to try and prevent the cold air/ moister etc. from getting in and out of hand. I know you've gotta be laughing at this point; I am. It sorta helps.
I am for not just all these reasons but more: 'praying', looking, searching, trying to see from another perspective to find a way out. Trying to practice patience and change even my tiniest of habits as well as my self-presentation/ self-representation in order to bring about a change. I guess I still have to wait and continue doing what I am and/or seeking new ideas and perspectives.
As I lack the needed resources to, as you say "get the hell out".