Eva's Story About the Break-in.
My sister can never catch a break. She's a single mom with three teens, and they've struggled all their lives. And now this. The three girls were all staying elsewhere when the house was broken into.
My 16 year old niece had saved up for a year for the electric guitar and amp that was taken. She performs in a band and hadn't event used it yet. All her other instruments–they were so important to her. All gone.
All their Christmas presents–nice things that my mom got them that they can't afford to replace--all gone. Birthstone earrings, nice makeup, new purse, flat screen TV.
My 14 year old niece's clarinet that she plays in the school band–gone.
Only the raggedy clothes were left on the floor. Anything nice was taken.
My sister has never had nice things. She rents this house and didn't have renter's insurance (it's so expensive). So she finally got some nice things for Christmas and they were all stolen from her.
She lives in a tiny house in a poor neighborhood next to an abandoned house. Why do robbers steal from poor people? Not that any kind of stealing is justifiable, but stealing from the poor just seems inhumane.
What can I do to help my sister and nieces? I feel so helpless, so devastated. I can't stop crying. Thank you for listening.
Indie-Visible: Literary Justice For All
We are a group of writers and freelancers in the Indie Publishing industry. Eva is one of our newest Indie-Visible members. We were all set to launch our website tomorrow, when Eva shared the devastating news about her sister's break-in with a group of writers and readers on Facebook. One of the awesome things about being an indie writer or reader is that we all have each other's backs, and her story reminded me of a time when I was a single mom, and my house was broken into.
I didn't have anything much worth stealing, but they stole my little stereo and all of my CDs, which broke my heart. The intense feeling of violation that comes with a break-in is traumatizing, especially when you're a woman, and even more so when you're a single woman. As a single mother, there's something even more horrifying about knowing that strangers entered your home and took whatever they wanted. They were in your house, your home, your safe place, where you care for your children.
I remember standing in my tiny living room, staring at the empty cubby where my stereo had been when I had left my house that morning. There was a sick feeling in my stomach, a sense that not only did *someone* enter my house uninvited and steal from me, but that whoever did it must have been watching me to know when I would be gone! I was so scared that I didn't sleep in my house that night, or, actually, ever again. I stayed with friends until I found a new place to move into. Even if it was just a random burglary, unlikely to happen again, I felt so uneasy and so unsafe - and though I don't even personally know her, I don't want Eva's sister or her beautiful girls to live in fear. I want them to be able to move if they want to, and to be able to replace what was taken from them.
I hope you'll consider purchasing one of our shirts, which not only support Eva's sister and her children, but also spread the word about readers, who in the eyes of writers ARE heroes!
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