I feel so sorry for the little ones next door to our apartment: a young couple and their three little children (ages 3, 2, and 6 months) live next door to us. I sense the children are being abused emotionally and mentally: all the time I hear constant yelling and screaming going on, and the children howling in fear.
I wonder if they are being physically abused as well ... I wouldn't be surprised, although so far I haven't seen any evidence of marks or bruises on the children.
The three little boys are very shy and are very wary around strangers. Also they seem afraid of their own parents, especially when they raise their voices, which we can easily hear through the walls.
All the time.
What makes it even worse is the fact that the couple uses curse words whn they are yelling at the children. You wouldn't believe the filth that spews from their mouths. It's incredible!
One of the most common phrases I hear is "Siddown and shaddup!" or "You worthless piece of s (S-word included)!" or "Go play!" It breaks our hearts; I am sure that the dog they have is treated better than the children. The dog looks to be well-fed and cared for; the children, on the other hand, are often left in dirty diapers, stained clothing, and are often dirty with unbrushed hair.
Have the authorities been called? Yes. Numerous times. But somehow they seem to escape repurcussions of their actions or deny that there is even a problem.
I've tried to make friends with the neighbors but I am quickly shown the door. They don't want to have anything to do with me or anybody else.
I have been lifting this family up in my prayers. I even have my church family praying for the family. Yet nothing seems to change. If anything, things have only gotten worse. I am scared for the little ones. I am scared that the parents might try to physically hurt them (or even kill them).
If the family wanted kids this badly, wouldn't it stand to reason to treat them with respect or give them the love or guidance they so desperately need? It would be better if the family gave these kids up for adoption than to treat them the way they do. I wish I could take the boys in myself, but I stay home and take care of my sick husband, who has cancer.
The noise level is making my husband a nervous wreck. And I am not far behind him.
I did work, but when my husband's health took bad, I made the decision to quit, so I could take care of him (I worked for the same company for over 20 years). Guess it was time to retire. Thank God we have good insurance!
Well, they're at it again. Time to go. Pray for me, but especially pray for our neighbors! They're the ones who really could use them!