Back into flight

Well we came in for a landing, on an aircraft carrier that got hit by a torpedo right after, but we were able to get back into flight before the ship sank, but not without moderate damage.

I am not sure what the scam was, nor why my friend thought it was permissible to betray me so, but the apartment was never ready for us, and all the temporary arrangements for space within their house were equally never fulfilled.

We spent one night on temporary beds before the whole thing exploded. My friend allowed someone else to keep their dogs that night in the room he was renting to us and to which we had stored some of our stuff. I released the dogs and told my friend that he had no right to allow someone to put ANYTHING in the space he was renting to us, and it had better not happen again.

This was apparently disrespecting him, and gave him the right to pull a pistol on me and order me to leave. I refused and said I had paid rent and would stay. He said he would give me the money back, but I had to leave. To which I replied I would not leave until Jasini and NoLynch had returned with our car.

Since I wouldn’t leave immediately he came at me with a wood dowel about a cubit in length to which was attached a flat metal rectangle at one end with which he commenced to beat me

I fell on my back onto the mattress we had on the floor and attempted to deflect his blows with my legs. He hit and cut me on the legs, arms, back, and above the right ear on my head. When I succeeded in making him drop this tool with my feet he cocked the pistol and I proceeded to leave as swiftly as I could.

I walked a quarter mile to a corner store, calling 911 and then calling Jasini to warn her not to return there. Though the police could see I was bleeding they had to talk to my friend and no charges have yet been filed. The detectives have not contacted me yet as I was told they would. We had to rent the second moving vehicle in two days to move our things away from the apartment and store them back into our burnt house.

He has yet to return the rent funds, even though I have sent him the refund request through the money transfer application.

Patience patience. And keep hoping the plane doesn’t run out of gas before we find a safe landing spot.

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