About a man who feels that he is ready to explode.
Not to long ago I got into some trouble with the law and had to serve some time, not much but enough. In November of 2008 I was asleep in the family van were I had parked down the street. Next thing I know the police was knocking on the door of the van, they asked me to step out and for my driver’s license and I gave them my ID. They told that the van was reported stolen in April of 2008, I told them the van was a gift from a friend of the family, and he gave it to the family to help with the babysitting service, he told us that he will give us the paperwork when he get it from his friend. We knew from years of experience dealing with him that the van may be stolen but when he said that he will give us the paperwork we let it go.
I being the only one in the house with driving experience she asks me to drive the van. Now I used the van to go to work and drop them off at work and also take the children back home or pick them up. Nine months I have been driven this van around not knowing that it was stolen. Now I was just a friend of the family and I was staying in there basement because I had no other home, it was all lost after 9/11.
I lost my job in 2002 then my home was stolen by a crooked mortgage broker then my money ran out until I was sleeping in my car during the winter. I had found a job at McDonald’s and one day I came home and my car was gone. So some friends took me in and been there every since. Well the police took me down and locked me up and I told them my story, don’t you know that the people I stay with told them they didn’t know me and lied about know where the van came from. After all was said and done I did two months and a year of probation for something I didn’t do, but yet they took me back in when I got out. Now when I got back home everything I owned was gone, I’m a computer tech of 18 plus years by trade so I had my own equipment and tools I had laptops, clothes, tools, my photo albums from years past of my childhood and my eleven years of military. My high school diploma, and college certificates, and trade school certificates and other training papers that was very important to me.
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