The number is 954 and here is a list of things that they have done. 1.) calling 911 reporting he was in fear of his home being blown up, because I was manufacturing methamphetamine in my house. (although he never left his house or warned the neighbors) Leading the Police and Fire Department to respond by threatening to knock my door down unless I opened it. I had been taking a shower at the time this occurred. I was terrified and confused having no inclination as to why they were at my door. Wearing only a small bath towel I was humiliated having been forced to answer the door. The erroneous 911 complaint along with the complaint to Greccio brought extreme emotional and mental turmoil to my life, along with a financial burden. Greccio …show more content…
3.) I was pulling into Greccio parking lot from the street. I witnessed the woman throw something up over the balcony and onto my doorstep. I went upstairs and seen cigarette butts a dried-up apple and an empty soda can. None of which had been there when I left. Having watched them enter their apartment I knocked on their door. I identified myself and I told them if they had a problem with me they needed to let me know what it was because as far as I knew I had never done anything to them. and if they did not have a problem with me I would appreciate it if they would leave me alone. neither one of them would answer their door or even acknowledge that I was knocking on their door. I then came back into my house. 4.) I had parked on one side of the ramp that is outside our complex and the woman from 954 was on the porch talking to her husband. My door was opened and I heard her say, “why did she park there? doesn’t she know that spot is reserved for” (whatever the ladies name downstairs is) “and they put that ramp in there for her years ago what a f****** b**** she is”. After she said that I waited a few minutes thinking about if I should say anything. I walked outside and by then she had went back in her house and he was downstairs by his car and I asked him “ do you have a problem with me ?” if so for the love of god tell me what the hell it is and I’ll stop” he would not answer me and the only response I got
I observed apartment #2 was on the second floor of the building and a female,
I contacted Mason at the Seasons on Lea Hill in front of the "F" building. Mason reported that sometime last night someone vandalized her vehicle, WA/AMP2268.
An unidentified woman in Colorado Springs has been pooping in front of Cathy Budde’s yard at least once a week for seven weeks. The unidentified woman was first caught defecating in front of Budde’s house by Budde’s children, she was squatting in front of Budde’s yard. Budde’s children stated 'There's a lady taking a poop!', so Budde goes out and asks the woman “Are you really taking a poop right here in front of my kids!?” and the woman says “Yeah, sorry!”. Even after being told something my Budde, the unidentified woman still continued to poop in Budde’s yard. The woman even went as far as to change the time she did her business because knew the family was watching. Budde even put a sign that read: 'please, I'm begging you, please stop.',
C. The researchers analyzed the data as though it were at the interval/ratio level since they calculated means (the measure of central tendency that is appropriate only for interval/ratio level data) and standard deviations (the measure of dispersion for interval/ratio data) to describe their study variables.
When I went to Roosevelt Mall with my family on Saturday, a Woman was with a little infant in auto went to stopping where I was getting off too from auto with my family. The woman got a call, she just went out from the auto and erroneously shut the entryway and the entryway got bolted, she didn't saw that the keys was in start.
Upon my arrival, I made contact with the complainant/manager, Jennifer Lima. Lima advised an unknown suspect stole 4 items, 20 minutes prior to my arrival.
The odds that you will pick a heart from a standard deck of 52 cards is 13:39.
I did not know what was going on. I parked the car on the side of the road and took a look inside. I did not see anything wrong with it. I checked twice and did not find anything. I got back in the car and started to crank it. The car did not respond to me. Twenty minutes later, I started to panic. I did not know what to do. I cranked the car one more time and realized that I ran out of gas. All this time, I thought I got punk; and waited for the camera crew to appear. Running out of gas was the worst feeling ever. I could not think of a lie to tell my mother if she called again. My mother was calling me since the situation started and I never answered the phone. My curfew passed, and I felt stupid the whole time. Eventually, I knew I was going to be in trouble. So, I decided to tell the truth and called her
They attacked. They just barged into my home. In that moment I was vulnerable. I was in absolute fear. Not
Elders in a family often tell youngsters stories of their past. Moreover, Steven Zeitlin, Amy Kotkin, and Holly Cutting Baker, assert in “Family Stories” that “Family stories are usually based on real incidents which become embellished over the years” (10). These stories tend to change as people age and experience various situations. Canfield’s short story “Sex Education” depicts Aunt Minnie, a woman who faced a traumatic sexual experience as a teenager, telling her story to an audience of younger generations at three different stages of her life; each account is told in a different manner as she experiences various situations that involve sexuality, namely
On April 12th, 2016, my sense of security was robbed from me, literally. I was home alone, enjoying my spring break, when my home was broken into. That morning, I was on the phone with my mother, when a stranger approached our door wearing a utility vest. She instructed me not to open the door and to stay on the phone until he left. He then walked to the side of the house, and that's when I felt a pit in my stomach. I then called 911. While on the phone with the operator I could hear the sound of a window
anything.The same custodian was rolling her cart and she walked past the car. She was very clearly looking into the car, at us. I saw my grandma coming out of the lobby making her way to the car. Then he spotted the custodian. He started to yell for help. I put the gun to his gut and told him to be quiet. The custodian ran inside right as my grandma got into the car. We sped away hoping nobody got our license plate number.
“Do you still want to keep working on breaking down Bakudō spells or shall we move on to Hadō?” Ise asked.
Ohashi swiveled the screen around so everyone at the table could eat while they watched the five vids: Scarlett hanging all over Clay Bryant. Row upon row of cryopods stacked in a dungeon. Governor Bryant’s speech centered on his reelection, finishing with a request for their financial support. Rushing in a black gown embracing the governor. Clay leaving with Scarlett and Rushing.
But they were just teaching me a lesson. If they wouldn’t have done this, I would have continued to disrespect them and would have grown up without using manners. And it worked. I was never sent to the garage again after I learned that my words and actions have consequences.