As many of you might know, I moved back home with my father to attend law school and to help him out some after my mother died, it's too expensive in the Northeast to live on my own. Things are fine, the areas pretty nice, it's close to where I work, I don't have to pay rent, but my younger siblings. . . make life here less than ideal. All except my youngest brother are irresponsible liars, who steal and sell everything for drugs, and are continually about to burn the house down (I mean that literally--they put stuff in the oven, and then leave, causing me to come home awhile later wondering why the air smells like smoke). Their friends are just as bad, and because my siblings never lock the door, their friends just let themselves into the house all the time without knocking, there's times when I am home all alone and random young men let themselves in and make themselves comfortable. They're all under 21 and yet they sit here and drink alcohol and do drugs on our property. They break into things to pawn and scrap stuff to pay for their habits. Luckily, I don't have much of anything of value and my little dog is a biter, so when someone broke into my room through the window one day (I padlock the door), they didn't get anything. They did though break into my father's room (which he also padlocks) and stole some jewelry we had from my great-aunt who passed away, and they even sold my father's plumbing machine coil (300-lbs of stainless steel) for scrap. (*it's hard to always know who "they" are, since I am never here when it happens)
I am never around when they're doing this, if so, I'd have no hesitation on calling the police. But today, my father informed me that while I was out , he heard my dog barking and wondered why. He went over to where she was barking and saw those kids on the back porch making hash oil with one of his blow torches. Instead of calling the police, he just told them to leave. Now these creepy kids keep pulling into the driveway, idling, and then pulling out. I think they're waiting for us to go to sleep. My father has one of their jackets which has drugs in the pocket. Dad doesn't want to report it to the police, because he doesn't want them to have a criminal record--IMO they need one, they're not just innocent little hippies smoking some dope. There's been a string of break ins in the area recently, and I bet they're involved. None of them have jobs, how can they afford drugs? If they break into our house and steal our stuff, they have to be doing it to other people as well. Anyways, drug violations are usually easy to get expunged after 5 years (for misdemeanors) or 10 years (for felonies), so that gives them plenty of time to mature before they go out and try to get jobs.
Because of this, I was looking to move out before. I was planning on moving to Central Falls or Pawtucket, both of which are not "ideal" areas, but those are the only places where I'd be able to afford to move. When I told my father, he completely freaked out (here's his words: "CENTRAL FALLS?!?! CENTRAL FALLS?!?! You'll need to get a gun over there!" I thought he was going to have a stroke). But, I feel like I need a gun here. At least on my own, it's easier to know who the enemies are, here, I can't always tell who the innocent friends are and who the enemies are, even my own siblings save one are the enemies.
If they're manufacturing hash oil, it's only likely that they're into other stuff or soon will be. I already know my younger sister has dealt stuff in the past. I think one of my younger brothers is on something else too, because once (when I wasn't here and my father was at work), he went into a rampage and broke one of the doors--a little pot doesn't put you into a rampage. And, I don't feel comfortable having these kids just letting themselves into the house all the time--realistically I know I am tiny and physically weak compared to a young man, I know I may sound paranoid, but what if one decides to try to rape me one day? Or, I catch them inside stealing stuff, will they try to attack me then?
And, I have a career to worry about. My firm does criminal prosecutions, and here I am, living with people who I think are involved in other crimes in the area and who I know do drugs and are likely continuing to deal them, and who drink alcohol illegally. This is crazy.
