Willmont 4

I am attempting to transfix my memory forward to you. I pick my words with care.

It’s hard to define everything. I have died so many times in this lifetime only to incarnate after I learn my lessons.

Before my friend moved into home number two, place number four he stayed at my home for about a month. I was ok with it.

At that time it was day to day sort of stuff. I helped him get some new window cleaning accounts and was trying to get him back on his feet.

It was odd helping to clean windows and to see what it is like behind the scenes.

You would scrape and clean and people would walk by at the grocery store.

He about ran his car ragged because he was not taking care of it. A good example was when we did not have money for gas so we put a burrito in the gas tank.

The scary part was the car ran better for 3 days!

The most strange thing had happened at this time.

In my area we had someone was attacking children at night. The dogs did not bark at the molester and the children seemed hypnotized as some said it was a giant cat like humanoid person that would suckle on the children arms leaving bite marks. The police keep covering up the story. People kept seeing it. The small children said it would purr and they could not move at all. In fact all time was stopped as it feed. The bite marks where rather horrifying.

In fact you can find the later versions of the story but not the original story that made the paper now. I know they put 6 bullets in it as it jumped a 7 foot fence. No blood just holes in the fence… It would only attack at

the full of the moon just like old folklore says. It was dubbed the Callaway creeper.

Later on the news gave it a human form when it returned but I think them where two different things. I have a story about that I will go into later.

He decided he would move in with friends he role played with. Now I am not anti role-playing but I don’t role-play. Gaming has never been my bag. I would humor my friends to say the least. They sort of did that at high school at free period but it would get boring quick for me. Being a student of the occult the terms would bother me.

My friend moved in to a crappy split house in Millville.

This was one of the more scary red neck areas outside of some parts of Springfield. Was not quite crappy enough to be ghetto yet being people grew up in it and did not know what Ghetto was. Panama city ate all these little back water towns except a few as it grew. They where in the city of course but refused to join up. Also you could see there was a fight among neighbors to try and keep it up and not turn it into other parts of town.

The cops show song would make a good back drop for the area.

The outside of the home was a fright. It was surrounded by ditches and unpaved drive way. It had a unpaved porch with a rotted wood banisters on either side of the door with an over hang.

On the right side of the home a satellite dish. Trash was in the yard. It was odd looking. You could tell it was all one house at one time like many places in Fl. The other side on a normal porch and entry and did not match.

 IN FACT THE OTHER SIDE THEY WHERE LIVIN IN WAS A CONVERTED GARAGE WITH ROOMS ADDED!!

“Next door was a guy and his daughter. The daughter was 13 and prostituting herself for money!!!

She had developed early next door and found it was easy money. Needless to say I called welfare and cops but they moved before they got there. The cops did nothing but show up. I had never seen anything like that in my life. That poor child. That’s another story. Gives you an idea of this area.”

The back yard was very huge it was even hard to see where the fence line ended there was an old shed back there and tons of Dogs and cats running about everywhere. They lived on the garage side. Inside the house was just as odd. You would enter into an odd rectangle room. You could see bugs in the room.

There was carpet like you see in an office or government building it was covered in every stain you could think of. There was in the middle of the left wall the ugliest sofa you can think of. It was off white and covered in fuzz balls from frayed material.

It smelled like cat urine in the home.

Fast food wrappers and junk everywhere.

Across from the sofa was a 25 inch console TV. It had no way to shut off and it stayed on cartoon network 24 hours a day....

It reminded me a post nuke war home.

I found this place disgusting. There was some old stain covered ripped arm chairs in the room and a small old end table from the 60's covered in unicorns. There was garbage and filth everywhere. Every kind of role playing book and Nintendo and

Genesis game you could think of. It smelled like a locker room and a dog house when you into the kitchen. There was two steps up into the dining room / kitchen.

This was a large giant room covered in a vinyl floor. Lots of wasted space There was a round dining room table sitting under a giant Georgian style chandelier that held 24 bulbs a fixture that was very much out of place. Ghetto beauty and beast could dance in here.

On onside hall sat a 1960's stereo box buffet looking thing with 8 tracks and all. It seems it was found road side and taken home.

First bedroom belonged to Clarence purnell. It was right in the dining room area.

Inside the room was a bed a dresser a 19inch color T.V. attached to a super Nintendo. Role playing stuff everywhere. Trash everywhere. In

the corner was filled with stuff animals by the ton that was owned by the lady of the house. Why they where in there I will never know but the smell was worse in here.

They where to lazy to move them out of the room when he took it over best I can guess.

I was told it Seems the first person to have that room was someone who worked at the paper mill. He never washed his sheets or cleaned his room and moved out of the house after not paying rent. His smell was left behind I was sure. YUCK!

Clarence himself was not very clean at all and was ghetto in smell as you can get. He smelled really bad and had horrible hygiene.

There was something off on a mental state that had a weird streak of violence underneath and not in touch in reality at all. He was distant yet loopy. Many regarded him as harmless. He worked at a Mexican place....... He would brag about how he got some of the plants in the front yard from the mall… I had raised eyebrows in this place most of the time.

He did graduate from high school but something of reality never took off best I can describe him was forever 14 in his own world.

He had a deal with the pawn shop to get his games he would spend his money on in layaway.

Clarence Was a friend of my middle brother who in there teens would hang out together. So I knew him before. I never knew he was like this until this moment in the story.

His clothes where like rags and he rarely cleaned them. There was a stereo in the room I remember and tapes and Cd's of heavy metal music everywhere.

Down the hall was S's room and his mentally handicapped wife's room “L“. They where odd. Shawn would spend all his time on time on the computer. The internet then was the BBS. So I had no idea what was great about it. In fact about this time I thought computers where just glorified word processors. I had no understanding that in the future they have such a big role in life. I think I figured that out later when Captain crunch got a website and I did not have one.

Shawn had multiple times went under the knife for both back and knees. He was as big as a house his wife as smart as a toaster oven. She was very much like a child and you could not help but sort of feel bad for her. When I visit I would talk to her because she wanted someone to listen to her. She was very much still a human being and I felt needed respect. Even though she had a disability I felt she was smarter then some in other ways.

Seems she was not born that way. Her family had come from money. She was being given a bath and lighting had hit her in a freak accident coming from the pipe. It gave her brain damage. They met in the mall and she was not at her wits to know what love was and he was in lust. She was pretty but I feel She did love him but I felt she was being used. She needed much better care in my opinion.

They married not telling the court house about her mental state and her mom felt helpless and cut off the gravy train. They had only so much money in a trust she had inherited.

If someone ever ends up in this situation with a child enforce your legal right of attorney.

They rented the nightmare shack and it went straight to hell from there.

S, was very immature as well and was easy to spot being almost everything he owned had Taz the cartoon on it. I had no problem with that but he should own at least one shirt without Taz on it.

L, was very not in understanding pretend from reality.... She would tell me she could talk to her dog and Jesus. Maybe in her own way she did.

I felt bad for here. I asked do you see your family often.

No she said. Shawn won't let me.... I miss my Mom.

I felt her welfare was important to me. I felt also she was being held there for her trust.

She did not want to have sex with him he was disgusting.

She did not understand about sex also but would talk about how she wants kids.

I had heard I want kids in the same way from many a child in my day.

She had no understanding of adults at all. She had collected many animals she had found and at most could not take care of them.

She was not also happy that he spent all his time on his computer. She also curse like a sailor at times. I think they taught her that.

I would say she needed supervision to say the least. She had never learned to read nor write.

When I visited I tried to teach her better words and about letters. She could learn but no one tried to ever teach her.

I think I sparked something in her soul because she knew this was not normal. Just because someone has brain damage does not mean they are stupid. She would curse for no reason sometimes. It could have been her condition but I felt it was a need for attention.

Back to the description of the inside of the house.

Down the hall was D's room. D was not all there in mental state also.

He was a nice person but very child like. He was 34 and still watching cartoons had a baby daughter but would pay no attention to her. The mother of his child was living with her mother.

His room was a little cleaner he had a bed a dresser and a T.V. You guessed it a super Nintendo attached. Role playing stuff everywhere.

S and his wife’s room where at the very end of the hall all it had in it was a folded out sofa bed.

The thing that got me was nothing hung on the walls anywhere in the house. It reminded me of living in a dirty cave.

I felt sort of sad watching there lives.

It seemed they lived only to play games.

I love games but I love life to. I could not understand why they could not stop as I had.

I looked for links. I thought of my own upbringing.

I took note of family life being raised at times abusive atmosphere and perhaps manic disorders. We had some serious problems in my family but I had thought so do many families. I think we pick how we live. I don’t have much right now but I keep my home clean and fun. I have a hard time walking and seeing and some days I end up not being able to walk at all. Yet, I live on my own and attempt to do what I can. I try not to complain. It won’t do me any good.

I love my family no matter what they do and always tried to find the root of the problem but I feel many can’t do that and spend a large chunk of there life in a living hell.

I think we are all survivors of something. I know I have my own issues and I am far from perfect but I try and do the right thing. That is just the nature of life. It’s hard at times to be an adult. I know I am forever ten but I attempt to be an adult as well.

These where my brothers friends as well who lived here. But not my best friend’s normal friends.

I saw this going nowhere fast. My brother knew these people so I assumed all of this was inherited by there upbringing.

They crossed with mine do to the role playing connection. I liked to keep my friends separate from my brothers.

As any sibling can tell you we all have friends and a go amount of the time not the same friends.

Mine at this point where starting to become like his it felt like.

I did not play games I was more of a reader and south park guy that loved movies then someone who played these games. I loved the art in them and I liked to listen in but it was not my thing as I state.

Mike took over S, and his wife’s bedroom. They moved in the living room.

Mike and his under aged girlfriend would spend a great deal of time in that room.

Not all was happy in the land........……

L’s mother paid a visit her mother went to there house when they where not home to remind her that she was still loved at least have contact with her...

I was over in the next few days. It was the holidays again and they where making some sort of scary food dish in the oven. Then L lost it.

It's me or the computer you fricker I want a divorce!! !@$!@#$!

I want to see my mother!

She went in the living room found me and said I am going away from Shawn.

Princess will take care of me. She had a little dog named Princess. She said quite serious. Princess will take me to the movies and take me to get my hair done and to the park because she loves me. Shawn is a j_a_c_k a_s_s.

I could tell she was upset then watched her cartoons.

She thanked me for listening to her.

Everyday after was the same thing to her. She felt tormented. I could see that.

Her mother got wind of the situation from a little bird and took her and her dog and cats out of there leaving all the crap behind. It was all garbage anyhow.

She was happy to be in her real home. The divorce was quick. Why he was never charged with anything I will never know.

EVERYTHING CONNECTED TO THIS HOME WAS IN HER NAME!

He was getting SSI yet her trust fund paid for the house and his jeep.

They did not pay any of the bills that month. THEY WASTED THERE MONEY ON GAMES AND MAGIC CARDS!!! VERY TRUE!!! I know not all Role-players are this way but they where.

Please don’t think I am ragging on them. I have friends that play and don’t do these sorts of things. I don’t go near such things from bad association.

They where getting ready to lose the house and jeep. It was all in her name and.... They could not pay. Reality had never hit. Once again my friend needed another place to live.

S at the last week of living there met a woman on the net and drove to Texas on a rain drenched night... She was 17 years old and she was horrified when She met S from what I heard. I also hear her father chased them off with a shot gun....

I was asked to go on the road trip I had declined.

I found them a trailer near my house after much looking...

It was a very nice double wide 2 bedroom for 700 a month. I made 50 calls to find them this place.

Next part, cheap cigars and Shaman in the trailer of

Forbidden scary love.....