Wednesday, April 23, 2008

Stressed... again.. not feeling safe

It hasnt even been a year since the sex worker who lived next door, had people around, yelling, bashing, talking about getting guns, trashing her flat, breaking her window and taking all her valuables (she had a debt to her dealer) It was a scary time..

I may or may not have mentioned the 'undesirable' people living on the other side of us, in the newly done up flat. I miss the old dude that used to live there, but i dont blame him for getting out!! Its almost sad.. people make their own choices in life, and these people have yet to make a good one.

The mum has a voice of a druggy, one of those type of voices (she looks like a older version of the sex worker actually) she is nice to talk to (like the sex worker) but yeah..

Her teen kid doesnt go to school, shes a tart (james had overheard her talking to the boys she hangs with and taking off her clothes etc..) and shes also the neighbourhood smokie bully as in she will harass people into giving her 'a spare smoke', she doesnt take 'no' for a answer at all. .. she wouldnt be older than 15 years old and has really bad hair.. (not nice, but so true.. i admit lame to talk about bad hair.. but the hair with terrible roots, terrible colour, terrible cut and all the time is just a big bed hair mess) *sigh*

Then theres the boys that hang around and don't seem to go to school either, i dont know what relation they are to them..
Theres new graffiti all the time, which isn't helping the old lady who is trying to sell her flat even with dropping 20k off the asking price. Her for sale sign gets attacked, altho someone cleaned it on the weekend (real estate no doubt) but now the kids have written all over the back of the sign.. she might want to cancel any further inspections also.. especially after last night!

yesterday i was watching tv or something, it was in the afternoon. And there was this banging and the sound of broken glass and the mum yelling the name of the person. I knew it was close, and it was.. the neighbors bedroom windows were smashed. The person who did it had thrown a metal bar of what must have been a metal stick for a broom. As there was the broom end also on the road... the police came and went..

At night, we had a group of people around the broken window, friend or foe.. i dont know..
Then i woke up later at night to the sound of more banging, kicking, lots of yelling.. then i guessed hubby had been spotted checking out what the hell was going on thru the window as the guy told him off but using other words...so hubby came into our room to look at what was happening.. i was stressed, i had the shakes soooo bad.. hubby told me that the guy had ripped off their security door with the frame on it (next door) and that their car windows had been smashed. The car with all its flat tyres has been off the road for some time, it was bought here via a tow truck when they moved in. (which is why canceling the rest of the inspections for the old ladies house or dropping off 100k the asking price) The mum yelled after the person and walked off... it was quiet and 4 police turned up... as usual too late to do anything but take notes etc..

anyways off to see what places we can look at this weekend, see if theres any new rentals... The last saturday inspections have been nothing bigger (yet they are houses!) than here.. and this place is small. we did go see some apartments for sale (11o of them) ranging from 89k-168k. cheap for a studio apartment.. and the 168k ones were like a formula 1 room space x2. they did come with a reasonable sized bathroom, spa bath.. they also have access to a pool, tennis court etc.. awesome, yet so small.. (oh and no storage except for kitchen cupboards)

Im praying today is calm, hubby said if anything happens again to call him and he will come home.. Not to leave the house (on my usual shopping day) boo-hoo!!!!
I already know what some of the people who live in these flats think of the family... and after a night similar to the sex worker they will be keen to see them gone.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

omg...sounds like a touris hostel only much worse. our apartment block in adelaide is a bit like that sometimes but someone always ends up calling the cops and its usually ok.

maria said...

What absolute feral-land that is.

And how awful to endure it.

Your next place hopefully will be a bigger place.. and will be just peaceful and "right" for you all.

A nicer area.. less druggy/welfare scene.. most likely will cost more too.. But your peace of mind will be worth it.

Those properties to buy you mentioned sound cheap. The last lot of units I lived at (only 4 in the block.. self-standing.. 2 owned with owners living in..and 2 rented).. Our elderly neighbour sold her unit for around $330,000. Nice landscaping/backyard/carport.. 2 bedrooms and tiny study. Very neat and tidy.. but the units would have to been over 20 years old easy. The old lady moved to Qld. I paid $170 a week rent for a similar unit there.. which is what I'm paying now for our 2bedroom.. which is cheap for what is out there now that is similar. It's actually cosy/nice and I have peace here.. it's the only way I want to live if I can help it as I've had ferals around before too.

I feel miffed by the old people here who gossip and want to know your business and block the driveways with their compact Hyundai's and their visitors cars.. but it's not grief compared to what you're going through.

I hope you've had a good day. Hang in there my friend xox