Day 28 A Neighbor

Dear Neighbor,
     I haven't seen you in a while. I'm not really sure what happened to you. Do you still live there? In the times when all the things happened with my brother I thought nothing of you. Well, I thought you were a delinquent, and perhaps I treated you like one. You gave me good reason to, I think then only that has changed is my way of thinking.
    You left your mark on our house. We never had the money to replace the wire thing on the window. Instead, my mother sewed it up and now everyone asks us about it. What kind of desperation would have driven you to break into a house to steal a few dollars? You tried to break in in plain daylight, you didn't even have a plan. Did you plan to run away with it? Did you think that maybe it would be enough to buy away your troubles?
    I used to think you were evil. Now, I don't know. Maybe you had a broken heart. I know your family didn't treat you with respect. I remember your aunt talking about you in such very ill ways. Such treatment must lead a kid to go crazy. I don't know what it was, but I think I get your desperation. Your weird ways. No one in the neighborhood liked you. I wonder if they got rid of you.
    I think I get where you are coming from. In a way, I feel I was that kid as well at some point. I wonder what happened to you. I wonder what is going to be of your life. I know it is not good. My heart breaks at the thought of your fate. I know, all that shit is an injustice. I wish there were something I could do to help.