My Victim Impact Statement:

The judge asked me to state my full name to the court...

I then proceeded to read the following:

On April 4th my world changed. I was working at my job in Springville when he walked in with a gun. At first I thought it was some sick joke, I mean who robs a tanning salon? It became very clear it wasn't a joke when he put the gun in my face. My immediate thoughts were: beg for mercy and maybe even cry, but I realized it was up to me to protect the customers. When I had given him the money from the register he should have been on his way. But no, in his sick, twisted mind it wasn't good enough. He demanded that I get the money out of the safe. I explained that I had no way to open the safe. He quickly became very angry and aimed the gun at my head. I thought he was going to kill me. I begged him to please believe me and to look at the safe. When a person believes they are staring death in the eyes so many things change.

Healing from something like this has been hard. The dark scares me. I must have all of my blinds closed at night. I randomly go into panic when places get too loud or crowded. Falling asleep is a chore. And trusting that I can walk by a stranger without meeting harm no longer exists for me. He took away my peace.

And the worst part is, he seemed to be gaining pleasure from the whole thing. I will never forget his eyes. They told me everything about him. He's a selfish, coward that needs to hide behind a gun. A boy who likes to refer to women as "bitches". A boy who wreaks havoc. I hope he is put away for a very long time, so he cannot do this to anyone else.

I was just a girl working at a job that paid minimum wage. I was trying to pay for MY own life. A life I will never fully have back. And all of this for just $230.

When A Daddy Loves His Baby; When A Baby Loves Her Daddy

"Parents wonder why the streams are bitter, when they themselves have poisoned the fountain." -John Locke

Alejandro Guadelupe Alcantar,

I hope you enjoy your 10-12 years in prison. (Harshest Sentence)

I gave my Victim Impact Statement. I was the only person to stand up and face him. Without his gun, he was nothing to me. I called him out, and it felt good. I may type up my statement at some point, to give y'all the full effect.

Although his girlfriend gave me a look of death while he eyed me like he would lunge and strangle the life right out of me, it was a good day.

Oh, and I will be there when he tries to come up for parole.

Hugs & Kisses.

Somewhere In Massachusetts...

Going to Court

I'm not doing too well right now. And to top it off my court appearance as a "victim" is on Monday. If I think about it too much I start having extreme anxiety attacks. I am about to meet my monster face-to-face. And I will not have my family there with me. I'm out of clonazepam. And to everyone else the robbery is long over. But with this happening I just feel beat.


I sort of wish he had shot me in the head.

Fathers...

“The kind of man who thinks that helping with the dishes is beneath him will also think that helping with the baby is beneath him, and then he certainly is not going to be a very successful father.”


-Eleanor Roosevelt

Dos Equis XX

I don't always carry on,
but when I do,
I keep calm.

And get drunk.

Always remember,

For a while now I've found myself believing that without family you have nothing, this however is NOT true.



"Friends are the family you choose for yourself."

. . .

"Children begin by loving their parents;

 as they grow older they judge them,
sometimes they forgive them. -Oscar Wilde

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