We took Jessica to the stampede yesterday. The kid needs some kind of normal in her life. So we went and had fun with her and got her the backpack for next year etc. We came home and noticed the backdoor was unlocked. Now believe me with everything that is going on we were sure to lock it. Larry went downstair to check Brents windows and one of them he had put wood in to block it from opening had the wood removed. We were baffled - how in the world someone got in was baffling. So we were sitting trying to sort this out when Jessica dropped the first bomb. She said if its Tyler you can check under the stairs in Brents room, I've seen him in there with the laptop. Then she stops and looks at the table where the laptop used to sit and says "Where IS the laptop?!"
So we go downstairs and find a made up bed under the stairs, Erica's old cell phone, and a IPOD charger/player thing for a car all beside it. We confront Jessica who says that she doesn't know if he was staying there or not she isn't sure. So not only is the laptop gone but so is the power cord that works it. The ONLY cord in the house that fits it is for MY computer - so now MY computer has no power cord too. We are pissed! We right away think Brent because who else would know it was MY Power cord that fit that ONE computer and why leave the other 5 laptops untouched? So Larry and I hop in the car to Avenue 15 to confront Brent.
We get there and Brent denies it, says he was with another of the kids from the program all day. They do a room search and nothing. So we start talking to Brent. I say "Has Tyler been staying with you at the house" he admits this is so. Suddenly a lightbulb goes off over my head "Was he there Thursday morning when we threw you out?"! - YES. The kid didn't break IN, he was already IN. He broke OUT and took the wood from the window so he can still come and go. So while Jessica and I were home Thursday/Friday ALONE this kid was lurking in the basment. The night Brent was thrown out we got a phone call from Tyler from another place - saying he was the the one at fault for the stolen backpack.
When we got home we told Jessica to fess up and tell us what the hell was really happening with this Tyler kid. She admitted he had been living there since she has been off school and she is unsure how long before that. So we came home yestereday and redailed the number Tyler had called us from.
What we got was another of Tylers "friends" fathers. Who explained his son was friends with Tyler (nothing he was very pleased about). Larry and him had long discussion of this kids tylers influence on our kids and he gave Larry, Tylers fathers phone number. We spoked to him this morning and found out that Tyler will most likely be going to jail in the next couple of days for breaking his bail and not showing up to his parole officicer. No further ahead at that point with finding the missing laptop (with a lot of personal information of mine on it) or the powercord. So Frustrated at this point, Larry went out to mow the lawn. There is a knock at the front door and there stands Larry with a safeway bag along with the laptop, power cord and a IPOD cord.
When we saw Brent he seemed indifferent - didn't care. When he was asked if he could stop seeing Tyler as part of his getting back home his answer was "I don't know". He almost seemed annoyed we were even there at all.
We have phoned back Tylers dad and told him we found the laptop etc and to let Tyler know if he speaks to him that if he sets foot on our property again we'll have him arrested. This kid it seems has been Brents mentor with crime, as well as a couple other kids. I hope they do lock him up - I would like to be at that hearing and explain his influence on the community.
I would give anything to back a couple years. If I could go back maybe to when Brent was in JR high school and THEN put him in this private school - bypass Beverbrook all together, maybe this would not be happening. He would have never meet these kids who changed my son so much. Now I don't know him and he seems to not want to know us. To say I am hurt isn't strong enough - words can not express the agony. I would still give anything for my kids, him included. He is my son.
Before we went to the stampede yesterday we had to stop by Avenue 15 (where is lives) to drop off his medication. Larry took it in, and as I sat there looking at this building I felt such remorse and intense sadness I burst into tears. I remember the boy I had. The one who when he was 2 dance with me while watching Snow White and loved to give hugs. The one who was sweet, loving, playful. It's like a part of me is dying and I have no way to stop it.
So we go downstairs and find a made up bed under the stairs, Erica's old cell phone, and a IPOD charger/player thing for a car all beside it. We confront Jessica who says that she doesn't know if he was staying there or not she isn't sure. So not only is the laptop gone but so is the power cord that works it. The ONLY cord in the house that fits it is for MY computer - so now MY computer has no power cord too. We are pissed! We right away think Brent because who else would know it was MY Power cord that fit that ONE computer and why leave the other 5 laptops untouched? So Larry and I hop in the car to Avenue 15 to confront Brent.
We get there and Brent denies it, says he was with another of the kids from the program all day. They do a room search and nothing. So we start talking to Brent. I say "Has Tyler been staying with you at the house" he admits this is so. Suddenly a lightbulb goes off over my head "Was he there Thursday morning when we threw you out?"! - YES. The kid didn't break IN, he was already IN. He broke OUT and took the wood from the window so he can still come and go. So while Jessica and I were home Thursday/Friday ALONE this kid was lurking in the basment. The night Brent was thrown out we got a phone call from Tyler from another place - saying he was the the one at fault for the stolen backpack.
When we got home we told Jessica to fess up and tell us what the hell was really happening with this Tyler kid. She admitted he had been living there since she has been off school and she is unsure how long before that. So we came home yestereday and redailed the number Tyler had called us from.
What we got was another of Tylers "friends" fathers. Who explained his son was friends with Tyler (nothing he was very pleased about). Larry and him had long discussion of this kids tylers influence on our kids and he gave Larry, Tylers fathers phone number. We spoked to him this morning and found out that Tyler will most likely be going to jail in the next couple of days for breaking his bail and not showing up to his parole officicer. No further ahead at that point with finding the missing laptop (with a lot of personal information of mine on it) or the powercord. So Frustrated at this point, Larry went out to mow the lawn. There is a knock at the front door and there stands Larry with a safeway bag along with the laptop, power cord and a IPOD cord.
When we saw Brent he seemed indifferent - didn't care. When he was asked if he could stop seeing Tyler as part of his getting back home his answer was "I don't know". He almost seemed annoyed we were even there at all.
We have phoned back Tylers dad and told him we found the laptop etc and to let Tyler know if he speaks to him that if he sets foot on our property again we'll have him arrested. This kid it seems has been Brents mentor with crime, as well as a couple other kids. I hope they do lock him up - I would like to be at that hearing and explain his influence on the community.
I would give anything to back a couple years. If I could go back maybe to when Brent was in JR high school and THEN put him in this private school - bypass Beverbrook all together, maybe this would not be happening. He would have never meet these kids who changed my son so much. Now I don't know him and he seems to not want to know us. To say I am hurt isn't strong enough - words can not express the agony. I would still give anything for my kids, him included. He is my son.
Before we went to the stampede yesterday we had to stop by Avenue 15 (where is lives) to drop off his medication. Larry took it in, and as I sat there looking at this building I felt such remorse and intense sadness I burst into tears. I remember the boy I had. The one who when he was 2 dance with me while watching Snow White and loved to give hugs. The one who was sweet, loving, playful. It's like a part of me is dying and I have no way to stop it.
Kris, I know that I only have words and that isn't enough - but try to hang in there. Know that it isn't anything that you or Larry did or didn't do. We went through something similar with my brother-in-law a few years back and it tore the family apart. Drugs, stealing, lying, begging for forgiveness and turn around and start all over again. Things looked like they were started to turn around when he finally hit bottom and checked himself into rehab. Unfortunatly it started back up this year - at least not as bad.
Keep your head up, love Larry and your kids. My one word of advice would be try to keep up things for your daughter. I can't imagine anything worse for you to go through, but until he wants to change he won't. I watch my little guy and my heart is breaking for you.
Love Gail
Thanks so much Gail. Yes that is what we are trying to do. Through our emotion and heartbreak we are remembering that our daughter still is here and so we are trying to keep some degree of "noraml" for her sake. Brent has to come back willingly, we can't force him. He was given a choice to come back and break his ties with this Tyler and his answer was "he didn't know". That isn't good enough. For right now we are going ahead (trying to) and praying he comes to his senses eventually.
Thank you so much for sharing this with me Gail. I hope things in your family get better too - perhaps we can lean on each other for someone to talk to.