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KLSuddeth
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We live in a nice neighborhood; an affluent neighborhood. My son was outside playing 2 streets away (he is 13).
He knows he is to check in every 30 mintues - he didnt.
I knew something was wrong. I KNEW IT. We looked for him for an hour or more. I called DK and my son's father. Finally my daughter and I found him walking up the main street to the neighborhood, bawling and disheveled.
As he was playing, a car pulled up and told him to get in - he immediately ran the other way. The 2 men chased him, caught him and shoved him in the car. They drove him about 2 miles away to an alley behind a store and demanded his money which he gave to them. He wont tell me or the police what else happened. He then walked home in a state of shock to the point that he couldnt even think to call me to come to him.
The police came and took a report. My son is shaken beyond beleif, as am I.
We were lucky - they could have not shoved him out of the car.
I am scared to the point of vomiting. I am angry - beyond angry. I feel that I could do things right now that I dont even believe in. I want these bastards to pay. dearly.
What the fuck kind of society do we live in that things like this can happen? Yet they happen everyday. I want these fucks on a silver platter. I want to serve up a horrid punishment that they deserve. Wrong, yes. But its how I feel.
The worse part is, there is really nothing we can do.
Damnit, our CHILDREN should at the very least be safe.
He knows he is to check in every 30 mintues - he didnt.
I knew something was wrong. I KNEW IT. We looked for him for an hour or more. I called DK and my son's father. Finally my daughter and I found him walking up the main street to the neighborhood, bawling and disheveled.
As he was playing, a car pulled up and told him to get in - he immediately ran the other way. The 2 men chased him, caught him and shoved him in the car. They drove him about 2 miles away to an alley behind a store and demanded his money which he gave to them. He wont tell me or the police what else happened. He then walked home in a state of shock to the point that he couldnt even think to call me to come to him.
The police came and took a report. My son is shaken beyond beleif, as am I.
We were lucky - they could have not shoved him out of the car.
I am scared to the point of vomiting. I am angry - beyond angry. I feel that I could do things right now that I dont even believe in. I want these bastards to pay. dearly.
What the fuck kind of society do we live in that things like this can happen? Yet they happen everyday. I want these fucks on a silver platter. I want to serve up a horrid punishment that they deserve. Wrong, yes. But its how I feel.
The worse part is, there is really nothing we can do.
Damnit, our CHILDREN should at the very least be safe.