Sunday, 23 January 2011
03:02:04 AM (GMT)
On Friday, Jan. 21, at 4:21 p.m., an officer from
the ***** City Police Department made forced entry into a residence in the 300
block of New York Street in ***** to check on the welfare of the residents.
When the officer entered the residence he noticed parts of the home had been burned.
The Officer conducted a quick search of the residence and found up to four deceased
Indiana State Police Detectives and Crime Scene Investigators were called to the
scene and are conducting a death investigation.
Autopsies are scheduled for all the victims Saturday morning at the Kentucky
Examiner’s Office in Louisville.
This is an ongoing investigation with no further information available to release
until after the autopsies are completed.
What a great thing to wake up to.
Yesterday my aunt shot her three children-
(My Cousins, whom I
am was quite close to.)
Caught their house on fire, and then shot herself.
Fuck this week.
Friday, January 21st, 2011,
It's a day I'll never forget.
The questions are eating away at my heart, brain, and soul.
I haven't eaten since I heard the news.
I haven't slept since I heard the news.
I haven't thought clearly since I heard the news.
I haven't stopped thinking since I heard the news.
It couldn't have happened that way,
She wouldn't have done that.
It can't be true.
The story doesn't add up.
I need to know.
I need to see, I can't believe.
This can't happen.
This is a dream, right?
No, it isn't.
They're dead, and if I would've been there,
if I would've stayed with her friday night,
as I was supposed to,
would things have been different?
Could I have stopped this horrid event from occurring?
Is this my fault?
Will I ever know what really happened?
Why did it have to turn out this way?
How could she do this to them, to us, to herself?
I don't understand.
I don't understand, and I can't breathe.
Please, just let this be a dream.
Let me wake up, I need to wake up.
This is my nightmare.