Punk Kids!

Today has not been such a good day. It damn sure was not the day I expected it to be...sitting around the house playing my stupid games on Facebook, and doing laundry.

I do not want to sound raciest, because I am not, but a few months ago some mexicans moved out here next door to us, (on my old property) and every since then things have been happening to my stepdads 18 wheeler. We couldn't prove anything so nothing was ever said or done about it. A week or so ago, my stepdad said something to the kids about riding their go-kart through the yard and doing donuts in the driveway slinging rocks all over the yard and tearing up the driveway. 2 weeks ago, my aunt that lives across the street had an iPhone and about 8 packs of cigarettes come up missing out of her house. No cops were called, a big deal was not made of it. They replaced the phone, bought more cigarettes and said none of the kids were allowed back in her house, other than family. Well, they decided to let these kids back in their house, give them the benefit of the doubt about the first iPhone being stolen and not being able to prove who stole it, they were allowed back in, but only under adult supervision. After my aunt made everybody leave and later they all went to bed, these kids went back in the house took 487 dollars out of her purse, a Nintendo DS, a remote control helicopter, cigarettes, and ice cream out of the freezer. When I found all this out, I walked across the street and my aunt was there in the front yard with all these kids, one of their parents, and trying to get the cops to come back out there but could not  get anybody to answer at the Sheriff's office. I called the cops, got someone to answer and had the deputy come back out to the house that had already been out there to make the initial report. Let me say also that there were 3 kids involved. 2 white kids, only one that lives out here, the other lives in a different city, and the mexican boy. Before the deputy could get back out here the mexican boy who denied having anything to do with going into the house and taking anything or having any of the stolen property, was slowly but surely giving everything back. The only thing that was not being given back was the last 2 hundred dollars and the iPhone 3. Well, my aunt said that if she got EVERYTHING back, that she would not press charges and that is when the mexican boy when in his house and got the last 2 hundred dollars and gave it back. The iPhone was still missing and nobody was giving it back. The white kids from Mont Belvieu was saying the mexican kid had, and the mexican kid was saying that he did not have it. Once the cop got there and handcuffed the white kid that lives out here, the mexican fessed up as to where the phone was. The cop put cuffs on the mexican and stuffed him in the car too. Scaring the shit out of these kids. Well, the white kid anyway. About this time, Bob calls me. He was at lunch at work and seen his gas door thingy looked funny and so he opened it up and it was full of sugar. He had me check my car, and it was full of sugar too. Thank God I had not started my car. The deputy called in and had the dispatcher make him another call sheet for criminal mischief. He drove to my house to look at my car and get that report going, with these kids in the back seat of the cop car, in hopes that the camera in the car would catch them talking about the damage to my car. My aunt didn't press charges on anybody because she got all of her stuff back, and I could not press charges because we had no proof that these punk ass kids did that to my car. I left with my stepdad in his truck to take him to pick up his work truck and then when we got back to the house, he decided to look at his boat and it is destroyed as well. I have to call the deputy back out here in the morning so that he can take pictures of everything and add it to the case.

So, I am worn out, stressed to the max and I have not even given any thought to dinner, and I am starving!!!