grand theft AuTuMn
Omg!!! Have i had a wild few days...
*Last weekend: My aunt and uncle split up last saturday morning. So to help, my mom flew to virginia to move my aunt and little cousin out from my uncles house. In a result of them breaking up, a restraining order was filed for two weeks, restraining my uncle from any contact with my little cousin and aunt for two weeks... which wasnt that bad if you ask me... but anyways...
*Tuesday nite: At 8:39 pm my little cousin called here, to florida, from virginia crying. He was all shaken up. My aunt had taken my little cousin out to dinner that night at her work and on their way out my uncle began to approach them. My aunt warned him to get away and leave them alone. She proceeded to ignore him and fasten my little cousin, philip, into the explorer to go home to their apartment. My uncle then began to run after my aunt with a pistol until she ran into her work which they locked the doors to and called the police. My uncle took philip to their old house on west wyatt avenue where philip called us crying. He told us that his daddy took him from his mommy at the grill and he was at his old house. He also said daddy had a gun and told him that if anyone were to try and take him away from my uncle, he was going to shoot them. The swat team surrounded the house and waited from about 10pm until about 3 hours ago.
*Wednesday: Philip and my uncle had still not emerged from the house since the previous night. The only evidence that there was someone in the house was an occasional visit to the door from both my cousin and my uncle every so often. Since the swat team and all the police had given my uncle so many chances to give up and come out of the house with his hands up, they decided to take a different approach to the situation. They sent a little robot up onto the steps of the house and dropped a microphone for my uncle to talk to the police, the minister, his parents if necessary. My uncle came out of the house with a gun and ahot the robot and was shooting at the swat team and police and so they just open fired on his ass. He passed away at about 4:30 this afternoon in the hospital.
*Just to inform you, people are crazy... especially when its enhanced by drugs or alcohol. In this case my uncle had snapped. He had the one thing he loved more than anything else in the world taken away from him and he snapped. And the alcohol didnt help any... That was why my aunt left him in the first place. You think he would have learned, but i guess not. Most people dont. Im not trying to preach of anything because thats not what im all about. Im not about to tell anyone what to do with their life, believe me...i learned the hard way not to do that to someone you really care about. but anyways this isnt about me this is about my cousin...
*Ive been through similar situations like this since i was very very little. I know what its done to me and the way i handle with things. I never said it was good. For all of you who dont know, my dad used to beat the hell out of my mom continuously. I grew up with that and so i thought it was pretty normal for parents to fight that way, and not just argue a little bit. I mean the last time my parents fought was when i was 11. That last fight WAS the last fight. My dad tried to kill me and my mom. He drug my mom across the grass by the hair and slammed her up against the tailgate of his truck. She risked her life to save me from getting hurt. She could have been killed, but she wasnt. Philips dad was. I can only remember all the fights and broken bones ive seen happen, and all i can think is what if i had seen my mom been shot... right in front of me. Yeah... I think things are messed up now... imagine how it would be if i saw that happen. Main point is that i dont want my cousin to have to go through the loss of a parent. I didnt have to worry about that. My dad was in and out of jail since i was born. I know nothing of him. I dont even know his favorite color... But philip had a good relationship with his father, and knew things that i can only imagine knowing about my father. I dont hate my dad anymore, but for a long time i did. I didnt understand how someone who claimed to love you so much could choose drugs over a family who was willing to return that love, and i just dont want philip to blame my aunt robin for any of this. It was just a situation that got way out of hand and she was just doing the best she could to protect him from getting hurt... just please... keep them all in your prayers if you pray, and if you dont, just please... take this as a lesson to be learned...
My Hopes Are With You...
Lewis Barber... 04.30.57 - 04.27.05
<33 Uncle Lew...
*Last weekend: My aunt and uncle split up last saturday morning. So to help, my mom flew to virginia to move my aunt and little cousin out from my uncles house. In a result of them breaking up, a restraining order was filed for two weeks, restraining my uncle from any contact with my little cousin and aunt for two weeks... which wasnt that bad if you ask me... but anyways...
*Tuesday nite: At 8:39 pm my little cousin called here, to florida, from virginia crying. He was all shaken up. My aunt had taken my little cousin out to dinner that night at her work and on their way out my uncle began to approach them. My aunt warned him to get away and leave them alone. She proceeded to ignore him and fasten my little cousin, philip, into the explorer to go home to their apartment. My uncle then began to run after my aunt with a pistol until she ran into her work which they locked the doors to and called the police. My uncle took philip to their old house on west wyatt avenue where philip called us crying. He told us that his daddy took him from his mommy at the grill and he was at his old house. He also said daddy had a gun and told him that if anyone were to try and take him away from my uncle, he was going to shoot them. The swat team surrounded the house and waited from about 10pm until about 3 hours ago.
*Wednesday: Philip and my uncle had still not emerged from the house since the previous night. The only evidence that there was someone in the house was an occasional visit to the door from both my cousin and my uncle every so often. Since the swat team and all the police had given my uncle so many chances to give up and come out of the house with his hands up, they decided to take a different approach to the situation. They sent a little robot up onto the steps of the house and dropped a microphone for my uncle to talk to the police, the minister, his parents if necessary. My uncle came out of the house with a gun and ahot the robot and was shooting at the swat team and police and so they just open fired on his ass. He passed away at about 4:30 this afternoon in the hospital.
*Just to inform you, people are crazy... especially when its enhanced by drugs or alcohol. In this case my uncle had snapped. He had the one thing he loved more than anything else in the world taken away from him and he snapped. And the alcohol didnt help any... That was why my aunt left him in the first place. You think he would have learned, but i guess not. Most people dont. Im not trying to preach of anything because thats not what im all about. Im not about to tell anyone what to do with their life, believe me...i learned the hard way not to do that to someone you really care about. but anyways this isnt about me this is about my cousin...
*Ive been through similar situations like this since i was very very little. I know what its done to me and the way i handle with things. I never said it was good. For all of you who dont know, my dad used to beat the hell out of my mom continuously. I grew up with that and so i thought it was pretty normal for parents to fight that way, and not just argue a little bit. I mean the last time my parents fought was when i was 11. That last fight WAS the last fight. My dad tried to kill me and my mom. He drug my mom across the grass by the hair and slammed her up against the tailgate of his truck. She risked her life to save me from getting hurt. She could have been killed, but she wasnt. Philips dad was. I can only remember all the fights and broken bones ive seen happen, and all i can think is what if i had seen my mom been shot... right in front of me. Yeah... I think things are messed up now... imagine how it would be if i saw that happen. Main point is that i dont want my cousin to have to go through the loss of a parent. I didnt have to worry about that. My dad was in and out of jail since i was born. I know nothing of him. I dont even know his favorite color... But philip had a good relationship with his father, and knew things that i can only imagine knowing about my father. I dont hate my dad anymore, but for a long time i did. I didnt understand how someone who claimed to love you so much could choose drugs over a family who was willing to return that love, and i just dont want philip to blame my aunt robin for any of this. It was just a situation that got way out of hand and she was just doing the best she could to protect him from getting hurt... just please... keep them all in your prayers if you pray, and if you dont, just please... take this as a lesson to be learned...
My Hopes Are With You...
Lewis Barber... 04.30.57 - 04.27.05
<33 Uncle Lew...