I may be dead before morning, so I wanted to drop a note to say goodbye, just in case.
Sounds melodramatic, doesn’t it?
My husband and I have been renting a one-bedroom house to our 17 year old niece. We just spent a lot of time and money getting the place perfect: new floors, paint, bathroom, windows, etc. We would never have rented to Niece if she wasn’t our niece; she’s had some problems.
Naturally, 5 months have gone by with no rent. We’d have evicted her before now, but she is our niece. Also, Niece’s grandma (my mother-in-law) has begged for mercy on Niece’s behalf. MIL has purchased all of Niece’s furniture, bedding, clothing, food; she’s even bought formula and diapers for Niece’s friend’s baby and food for the dog. She pays Niece’s medical bills.
A week ago, Niece stole MIL’s wedding ring and another ring worth $600. She pawned them. She also stole many items from her mother’s and grandparents’ house and pawned them. She also pawned most of the stuff MIL bought her: Playstation and games, TV, VCR, etc.
This afternoon, Niece smashed every window in her “friend’s” car and gouged it all over with a screwdriver. She took her friend’s daughter’s doll and sawed it in half with a knife, threatening to do the same to her friend and baby. Later today, Niece attacked the tenant who lives in our other house on the property with a knife. Then she proceeded to smash every window and put several dozen holes in the walls. She completely trashed the place. She’s been doing crank. The guy who accompanied her was driving without a license and has several warrants out for his arrest, but the police only gave him a ticket. (And the guy was furious for getting the ticket.)
The police won’t arrest Niece because “there’s nothing we can do”.
WTF??? Clearly, the girl is a danger to herself and others, so at the very least they should be able to commit her to the psychiatric ward. If she burns our rental house to the ground, will they arrest her?
So, tonight, I convinced my husband to let me spend the night at Niece’s smashed house. He’s changed the locks, but since she’s already smashed all the windows, it’s not like she can’t get in.
I hope she gets in, and I hope she still has her knife. If I die, my husband gets a half million dollars in insurance. I’ve been sick for nineteen years (since I was twelve), and it has been increasingly unbearable for the past seven years. I have expended my treatment options; I will not get better. I am ready to die, and what better way to step out?
As a side benefit for Niece, whose life is pretty well worthless anyway, this is Texas. It’s her choice if she wants to get the lethal injection or not.
I love Niece. I carried her on my back at the amusement park when she was a toddler. I made her favorite cake every year not only for her birthday, but anytime the family got together I made that cake just for her.
So anyways, I’m about to leave and probably will spend an uneventful night sleeping on a cold floor. But maybe not, so that’s why I’m telling you so. Just wanted y’all to know that I’ve enjoyed my time here with you.