The Tribune

EDITOR, The Tribune.

So you ripped the grill, the bumper, and the lights of my Cube. A car that I made great sacrifices to purchase.

How does it make you feel knowing that you not only stole the parts of my car, but left damage that will cost me a lot of money to repair?

Providing I can even afford to have it fixed.

This is a significant setback, you put a hurting on me.

Having just returned to work after being off since April 2020, I’m still trying to catch myself, and now this. I have nothing to fall back on.

Man, you’re cold. You came into my yard, stole, and destroyed my property, leaving me devastated. When I look at my car, I feel like crying. I feel violated.

I heard you early that morning as you went about your craft, but by the time I got up and outside, you were already pulling away with my property in your car.

I keep thinking what would’ve happened had I caught and confronted you head-on. The only thing that comes to mind is one of us might have been seriously hurt or killed.

So I ask you this. ‘‘Is it worth that much to you? How much are you going to get for my car parts – fifty to sixty dollars is that all your life is worth”?

Man, you are dangerous. But knowing the kind of person you are, you’re not going to stop until you’re caught.

And “what about you that bought the parts stolen from my car. How does it feel knowing that you are driving a car with stolen parts? Do you believe that you are any better than the thief?”

Sorry fella, the receiver is just as bad as the thief. In my eyes, you are both criminals, and your day is also coming.

By now, I have accepted that your actions have changed my life drastically, but I’m still wondering did the pleasure you feel while stealing and selling my property can ever measure up to what I felt while driving my red Cube? Having pondered this thought for some time, the answer is no. My Cube gave me great pleasure.

I don’t understand and guess I never will what kind of satisfaction one can get by stealing from another person.

You not only broke the Eighth Commandment – “Thou shalt not steal,” but you also broke the curfew law by stealing from me at 4:00 am.

You might get away with breaking the Competent Authority’s law, but you can’t run away from God’s law.

While my mind is trying to convince me that I hope someone does the same thing to you, my heart won’t let me because I believe no one should be treated the way you did me.

I love and forgive you.

ANTHONY PRATT

Nassau,

August 9, 2021.