To Those Responsible.
To those responsible for the theft of my car this morning,
First off I'd like to thank you for making my life just a little more complicated. Not only was trying to juggle two jobs, a monstrous student loan payment, and trying to salvage a social life difficult enough, now I must do all of the above with no dependable means of transportation. I work so very hard for the things I have, and you do not deserve them in any way. What bothers me more is the fact that you invaded my privacy and took away my sense of freedom. No longer will I have the recipes I earned while working in Walt Disney World, or the photographs of the Wedding Cakes I made their either. I will never have back the things that were given to me as gifts that just so happen to be in the vehicle you drove off in this morning.
I wonder what it was that you needed so badly. If this was planned or just a random occurance. If you will show up again outside my house. Was it for money? Drugs? Parts? Was it really worth it for that little fix you commited a crime against another human for?
I believe in Karma, and I know this one will come back to haunt you. And when you finally meet your maker, be prepared for what is to come. You will get yours.
Jackets, and cds can be replaced, but never the memories gained from one little car. I was more than just a car; it was my freedom.
You won't be reading this, but everyone will know.
Sincerely,
Allie Taylor,
the young woman you ripped off.
First off I'd like to thank you for making my life just a little more complicated. Not only was trying to juggle two jobs, a monstrous student loan payment, and trying to salvage a social life difficult enough, now I must do all of the above with no dependable means of transportation. I work so very hard for the things I have, and you do not deserve them in any way. What bothers me more is the fact that you invaded my privacy and took away my sense of freedom. No longer will I have the recipes I earned while working in Walt Disney World, or the photographs of the Wedding Cakes I made their either. I will never have back the things that were given to me as gifts that just so happen to be in the vehicle you drove off in this morning.
I wonder what it was that you needed so badly. If this was planned or just a random occurance. If you will show up again outside my house. Was it for money? Drugs? Parts? Was it really worth it for that little fix you commited a crime against another human for?
I believe in Karma, and I know this one will come back to haunt you. And when you finally meet your maker, be prepared for what is to come. You will get yours.
Jackets, and cds can be replaced, but never the memories gained from one little car. I was more than just a car; it was my freedom.
You won't be reading this, but everyone will know.
Sincerely,
Allie Taylor,
the young woman you ripped off.