As stated in my first diary, my family and I have been suffering a thorough injustice by the hands of a mortgage servicing company and his hired goons. I would like to thank the community for all of their condolences, help, and advice, and am pleased to say that we will soon be seeking legal damages from the men who broke into our home, destroyed our property, and attempted to steal our property with intent to sell.
However, I was not prepared for the events of yesterday. Please follow me down to hear more of the depths a mortgage company's goons will sink.
As you read from my previous diary, the police showed up in time to stop the mortgage servicing company thugs from selling our cars to a third party. They were instructed not to return to the property until the following Monday, so that we may continue to remove the rest of our non-destroyed belongings, and we though that the threat of jail time (our at least increased jail time, as we were considering pressing charges right then) would be enough to deter them from re-entering the property.
We were wrong.
We we returned on Saturday to continue our work, we found that they had returned against the direct orders of law enforcement. They had gutted even more of our belongings from the sheds out back, and either stole from them what they wanted or simply threw them out. A small fire pit that we dug to grill years ago over was filled with books, papers and photographs, left out exposed to the elements. Some have been forever ruined. The char mark on the front lawn was bigger, and now included fragments of one of my father's high school yearbooks from the 1970's. They seemed to target these items for destruction, and my father was both saddened and livid at the same time. One of my yearbooks was left in a puddle, and now the pages stick together and the book cannot be opened without destroying the contents. We fear they that may have burned photographs too, which caused my mother no end of anxiety. I was desperately searching through the items these malcontents deigned to leave us for them, but could not find them.
Worse still was the outright vandalism. We found a bottle of Jim Beam on the front porch, and concluded that the thugs were drinking while they were casually destroying our memories. One of the front windows was severely broken and we found a full can of Minwax inside. We deduced that they had thrown this object into our window, for reasons that I can't fathom, as they already changed the locks and could gain entry. This, and the destruction of our yearbooks and potentially our family photographs can only be seen as malicious retaliation for being stopped from committing crimes against us. We have collected evidence of each issue.
This has merely increased my and my family's resolve to receive justice from the thugs who destroyed our property, the agent that hired them to do such things, and the mortgage finance company that hired the agent. We will begin the process of litigation this week. This company and their agents have harassed us enough.