This is kind of scary
Sep. 23rd, 2010 02:11 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
windandwaterHad a mildly traumatic incident occur yesterday afternoon. D:
First, the background.
Behind my house (well, backyard) is a kind of alley between this housing subdivision and the one on the next street (yay suburbia). It's made up of the backyard fences of both subdivisions, and the openings are closed off by tall chainlink fencing (the subdivisions run between two fairly busy streets). Now, the alley area is fenced off because there's power lines that run the length of the alley, and the alley itself is mainly used by the electric company trucks, when they service the lines and stuff. So there's really nothing in the alley except dirt and weeds, not even trash, because the property owners who live against the alley have the keep their bit of it clean and debris-free so the company trucks have clear access (or else we get a fine or something).
But because this alley is so convenient and between two major streets, lots of the kids from the high school down the street use it as a shortcut through the subdivisions. I mean, why walk all the way around the blocks to get home, when you can just duck through the alley and hop your own backyard fence? So, there's foot traffic in the alley, though not as much as you'd think. It's not a major thoroughfare or anything (what with those chainlink fences and all).
Anyway, yesterday afternoon after my mom came home, she went up to her bedroom to change and watch TV, etc. The master bedroom in our house has a big window that -- ta-dah -- overlooks the backyard and the alley. I was in the computer room doing my internet things, when I suddenly hear my mom shout:
"DID HE JUST DUMP A BODY IN THE ALLEYWAY?!"
Now, my mom's TV was on, so at first I thought she was just talking to the TV. You know, like when you yell at people in horror movies for being stupid and getting axe-murdered. But my mom is still squawking, so I get up and go to her room to see what the fuss is about. I look out the open blinds (normally they're closed because of the heat) and there is a body in the alley.
I freak out and my mom freaks out, so we're there freaking out together. It looks like a teenage boy and he's all curled up like he's asleep but very limp and to me it looks like his pants have been pulled down (or else he's doing that stupid sagging thing where you can see a boy's boxers). But I don't see any blood or anything like that. I think that maybe he was jumped and beaten up or something.
We get my dad upstairs to look and eventually I get out from my mom that she saw some other guy leave this boy in the alley. So we're all freaking out and my dad goes to call the police about what's going on. I'm rushing about and my mom says some other guy has come to check on the guy in the alley, and apparently he's not dead! Just very limp. And high. Or drunk. Maybe both. The guy tries to get him up, leaves him there and goes away. Eventually he comes back, with some girl and they both manage to heave the limp guy up and drag him through the alley.
I tell my dad this while he's on the phone with the cops, and the Dispatcher says she's sending police over right away. I suppose it helps that we were very specific. The people were headed towards the street the school is on, and it was just after 3 PM, which meant there was a lot of traffic in the area because of the school.
They were super fast though, since not even two minutes after we hung up the phone, we could hear the police sirens and such. I didn't see what happened though. My dad was even looking over our back fence after to check the area (no blood or anything like that), and the guy who dragged the limp guy showed up again. My dad had the balls to ask what was going on, and the guy said the limp guy was drunk.
Teenage boy drunk at 3 PM on a Wednesday afternoon. Uh huh.
Anyway, I heard police sirens pretty frequently that afternoon, so I have no idea what really happened. But I'm really glad the guy wasn't dead. And the police didn't come over to take our statements or anything, so it must not have been anything major. Still, it was frightening while it was occurring.
Whew.
First, the background.
Behind my house (well, backyard) is a kind of alley between this housing subdivision and the one on the next street (yay suburbia). It's made up of the backyard fences of both subdivisions, and the openings are closed off by tall chainlink fencing (the subdivisions run between two fairly busy streets). Now, the alley area is fenced off because there's power lines that run the length of the alley, and the alley itself is mainly used by the electric company trucks, when they service the lines and stuff. So there's really nothing in the alley except dirt and weeds, not even trash, because the property owners who live against the alley have the keep their bit of it clean and debris-free so the company trucks have clear access (or else we get a fine or something).
But because this alley is so convenient and between two major streets, lots of the kids from the high school down the street use it as a shortcut through the subdivisions. I mean, why walk all the way around the blocks to get home, when you can just duck through the alley and hop your own backyard fence? So, there's foot traffic in the alley, though not as much as you'd think. It's not a major thoroughfare or anything (what with those chainlink fences and all).
Anyway, yesterday afternoon after my mom came home, she went up to her bedroom to change and watch TV, etc. The master bedroom in our house has a big window that -- ta-dah -- overlooks the backyard and the alley. I was in the computer room doing my internet things, when I suddenly hear my mom shout:
"DID HE JUST DUMP A BODY IN THE ALLEYWAY?!"
Now, my mom's TV was on, so at first I thought she was just talking to the TV. You know, like when you yell at people in horror movies for being stupid and getting axe-murdered. But my mom is still squawking, so I get up and go to her room to see what the fuss is about. I look out the open blinds (normally they're closed because of the heat) and there is a body in the alley.
I freak out and my mom freaks out, so we're there freaking out together. It looks like a teenage boy and he's all curled up like he's asleep but very limp and to me it looks like his pants have been pulled down (or else he's doing that stupid sagging thing where you can see a boy's boxers). But I don't see any blood or anything like that. I think that maybe he was jumped and beaten up or something.
We get my dad upstairs to look and eventually I get out from my mom that she saw some other guy leave this boy in the alley. So we're all freaking out and my dad goes to call the police about what's going on. I'm rushing about and my mom says some other guy has come to check on the guy in the alley, and apparently he's not dead! Just very limp. And high. Or drunk. Maybe both. The guy tries to get him up, leaves him there and goes away. Eventually he comes back, with some girl and they both manage to heave the limp guy up and drag him through the alley.
I tell my dad this while he's on the phone with the cops, and the Dispatcher says she's sending police over right away. I suppose it helps that we were very specific. The people were headed towards the street the school is on, and it was just after 3 PM, which meant there was a lot of traffic in the area because of the school.
They were super fast though, since not even two minutes after we hung up the phone, we could hear the police sirens and such. I didn't see what happened though. My dad was even looking over our back fence after to check the area (no blood or anything like that), and the guy who dragged the limp guy showed up again. My dad had the balls to ask what was going on, and the guy said the limp guy was drunk.
Teenage boy drunk at 3 PM on a Wednesday afternoon. Uh huh.
Anyway, I heard police sirens pretty frequently that afternoon, so I have no idea what really happened. But I'm really glad the guy wasn't dead. And the police didn't come over to take our statements or anything, so it must not have been anything major. Still, it was frightening while it was occurring.
Whew.
