I called the authorities and turned the notorious lab in on multiple attemps and even used the online drug tip. We did not get any results or any kind of follow ups most of the time. Like usually if you call them out. They will drive and check the problem. And return to your home. Sometimes this did not happen. I had been so tired. With all the stress and the sleep patterns i was using ,was not doing me anygood. I was diagnosed with PTSD before any of this started anyways. So this was just was an additive to my stress condition and the pressure it was putting on my family was unreal. It had been this way for about a good two to two and a half years at this time. And i fought the labbers day and night. To stop stalking my land. Like it was some sort of joke to the meth labbers. But in order to keep there business going. They had to stay on top of me. Day and night. I was it. The target. They started following my family members off our hill top if they come to visit or even followed us downtown. If you could only understand how upsetting this could be? And to be a lone ranger fighting all these guys. Guns and all. My wife works a 7:00 a.m to a 4:00 p.m day job. She would come home. Do the dishes,laundry and make supper to go to bed for the next working day. Me i was stuck to my home in fear they may burn the house down when we were gone. Or break into our place and steal from us. Its was a good thing we had two large sized dogs. That kind of helped out. But i was confined to the only thing we had left as a family. Our home. It really wasnt a home. More like a place of war.Especially putting the time in to findout. In the night they was going to surround my home and property again. Unfortunately my wife did not believe what i was telling her. About us being stalked day and night. For me it was a huge blow to my heart and soul. Of being the honest person i am. Anotherwards im not a bragger or an idiot that makes up rediculious storys. So that was and has been a serious blow to our marriage. The whole situation at this point was tearing my family apart. Kids and wife didnt dare to go outside because of nextdoor. Like my daughter would pull in with her vehicle and run into the house. Like we dont even own our property.
The Meth lab does instead. I was awaken by my wife one early morning. She was scared at 3:00 a.m in the morning. She said my differently abled cousin was standing at the door with a shotgun. I snuck down the stairs looked through the blinds and sure enough there he stood. He had triggered my motion sensor light. I quickly grabbed my pipe i kept next to the door and quickly swung open the door. Before he could lift the weapon i had the pipe under his neck. I screamed out to put the gun down slowly on the ground. And he slowly did so. I ask if it was loaded he exclaimed yes. I told him to carefully eject the shells. Which he did. When i looked into his eyes. The lids and surrounding eye was so swollen it was level to his nose. They were really messed up. I told him to get off this property and never come back again. I made him pull out the shells and guarenteed the chamber was empty to give him the gun back. I told him to put the shells into his front pocket and walk straight down the driveway were i could see him. Nice and easy. I followed with the flaslight behind him. No sooner did he get to the bottom of the driveway. A car sped up and he got in. The car come from the Meth lab. I believe they were trying to get my differently abled cousin to shoot me and my family. According to the authoritys there was nothing i could do. It wasnt to much longer after this my uncle passed away with stage 4 lung cancer. Although he was in bad medical shape. I am a firm believer. That that the stress. And fighting his Methed out son. Hindered his death to be sooner.The sad part is that his own son at his dads funeral. And as he lyed in bed dying at the hospital. Was on Meth and acting like fool.
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