I live in west Fort Worth. I won't name the apartment complex until I move out of hear just in case some jackass that works here comes across it. It seems as if someone is out to get me.

I called the police last night twice. The first time was around midnight. The people upstairs were playing their music really loud and thumping around. We were trying to sleep. The cops came out once and then I had to call again at 1:00 in the morning. There were children that looked to be about two to three years old running up and down the stairway and banging into my door. They didn't even have clothes on. The father was yelling and cussing at them. The music got louder and then the banging on the floor started up. My ceiling fan came down a few inches. I'm not sure what the cops did that time but I heard some woman yelling and a lot of stomping and then if finally got quiet and we fell asleep.

This is a normal night at my place. There is a young Mexican woman with two children that moved in recently with a husband that is in and out. They fight constantly. There are tons of people up there all the time. We haven't been able to fall asleep before two in the morning since she moved in. The girl, I don't know her name, is a stripper and has about 5 to 6 people baby-sit every night while she is working. They have parties, throw beer bottles off the balcony, some of them jump off the balcony, and I find drugs outside my door. I have called the management over this before and my other neighbors have too. Nothing ever seems to happen.

I called the office this morning to tell them that I had to call the police last night. They said they have had several complaints already and are transferring the people to another apartment. I had told them I called security here too and they said I was lying. They told me not to call the cops again and to call the apartment security. Fuck that! I called security once last year and the cop told me "I'll arrest anyone who gets me out of bed again just because I can."

Today I thought it was over and figured they would quiet down some. I was walking out my door when two police officers were approaching. They stopped me and said they wanted to talk. They wanted to come inside and I said no, my daughter was inside and my dogs would bite them anyway. They suggested I put everyone in another room. I said "No, I'm not going to do that, I'll talk to you out here because I'm on my way out anyway, I have to pick up my son." They said they would wait. Something seemed odd about it and as I walked away I noticed they went upstairs and inside the apartment. They had said they wanted to interview me so I assumed they wanted to know about the noise upstairs. I ran inside for a minute and told my daughter to call my son and tell him I would be a few minutes late. The cops were still up there so I walked to the office to tell them. The bitch manager, Kyanna, was very rude to me. She was yelling at me about it and told me never to call the cops and to just call security. She's sleeping with one of the cops anyway. It's her fiancée. By the way, he is Mexican too. I told her that if she can't stop those people from making all the noise at night I'm going to have to call the cops every time because I need to sleep. She assured me that they were going to be transferred as soon as there was another apartment available. I left.

As I was walking back to the parking lot the two cops approached me again and said I needed to let them inside my apartment. I told them I would be more than happy to talk to them outside and tell them anything that could help. The tall one kept standing right in front of me and I had to keep backing up. He said he wanted to talk to me because of all the complaints from the neighbors about me dealing drugs and having a lot of traffic. I was shocked. I told him "you have it wrong, I'm the one that called you for help, it's not me, it's the people above me, you must have the wrong apartment number." He still kept getting right up against me and told me "the manager sent me here because of all the complaints." Bullshit!! I responded "I just came from the office and she told me there has never been one single complaint on me, I'm recovering from surgery anyway and certainly don't want anyone in my house, it's too much trouble for me to entertain most of the time. I don't have illegal drugs in my house, I have a lot of prescriptions I have to take or I wouldn't even be able to get out of bed in the mornings." This bastard told me in my face "I don't care about your health. Are you going to let us in or not?" I was pissed but scared too. I said, "no, if you want a statement take it right now, I need you guys to help me." They just walked off. I asked for their names and they just held there hands up in the air and left.

I called the office and asked what was going on. Kyanna said she just spoke to the police officers and they told her they never said these things to me. She said she didn't send them out and I must be imagining things. What in the hell is that? She offered to call them down so we could all talk it out and I asked "Can I bring a tape recorder with me because I am tired of people denying what they say to me." She said I would have to get permission from the cops. I told her not to bother because I am not wasting my time.

Crime is really bad here. Cars get broken into and stolen constantly. But for some reason no one ever gets arrested and it's always the same cops that are out here. Day or night, it's the same ones. Seems kind of odd doesn't it. I want to know why the cops come harass me when I'm the one calling for help. Now they deny even talking to me. This is not right but there doesn't seem anything I can do about it. I can't call the cops for help because they are the ones doing it. The manager and her fiancée have been seen in the office closing the blinds a lot during the day and if you try to call you get the machine. They are also in there a lot at night. They can find time to have sex but can't find the time to evict the scum upstairs.

The cops specifically told me today that there were complaints against me and they were there to investigate. They walked off and wouldn't give me their names. It's not like I can't find out. What I don't understand is how a complaint made by me turns into a complaint about me. I don't have a record, I've never been in trouble and all I did was turn some people in. These people harass my kids upstairs, there are people in and out of there all the time. It's looks like maybe the cops and management might be in on it. Why else would they be acting this way. I'm not acting guilty; I haven't lied about anything.

The people upstairs transferred to my building from another building and had the cops called on them for fighting and throwing guns off the balcony. The management denies this now. The neighbors over there have offered to make statements on my behalf. There are quite a few of us writing letters to the owners of this property, I finally found the address, the manager refused to give it to me. Refusing to give me the address and name of the owners is illegal. I'm contacting the tenant association in Texas and also internal affairs at the police station. I'll wait until I move because I'm scared someone will do something to me here. Now we are living in fear of what will happen next.

I'm a quiet person and keep to myself. I've been in bed most of the last year anyway because of my back. I can't walk very much or my legs go out and I will fall down. I don't invite people to my house very often. And even if I do have company I make everyone leave early because I prefer to spend my evening with my children. I'm the kind of person that you want for a neighbor. I get along with everyone else. I cook on the grill a lot and give half of it away. Well I don't anymore because every time I do the neighbors upstairs knock it down or throw something from above on my food. Of course the management says they must be caught in the act.

I'm so pissed about this. These cops came and harassed me claiming complaints were made against me and I verified that there were no complaints. How do I fight back against this? They have guns; it kind of scares me. I don't let anyone in my house with a gun. I have a friend that is a cop and he leaves his guns in the car when he visits. The only cops at my house are the ones I invite over for coffee sometimes. I won't call the cops anymore. It's useless. If I call they will come up with some excuse to arrest me. I'm scared someone is going to knock my door down just for fun. My car is already running strange. Someone has done something to it but I can't prove it was them. I'm not the only one complaining about these people but they take it out on me. I find trash on my doorstep all the time. I call the office and they don't send anyone to clean it up. I have to do it. Now they say I've never called. I was told by the manager today not to send any certified letters to the office or try to get any help, she said to call security. What does that mean? Security won't help. I even told the all the women in the office they could come over and spend the night or just stay for a while and listen to all the noise.

Does anyone have any suggestions? The maintenance guys like me. Everyone tells me I have the best kids here because I watch them and don't them run around by themselves. They are respectful. Maybe not to me as much as I would like but they are to other people. They don't steal or cause any trouble at all. I don't cause any problems. I hardly ever even go outside. I check the mail and lay at the pool some but that's pretty much it. I just got released from my surgeon last week and now I'm going to see my family doctor and hopefully then I will be able to go back to work. All I do is work on my computer and clean my house. My father comes over a lot but other than him I rarely have company. My kids don't have their friends over because I don't a lot of noise in my house and I have to rest more than most people. Now it's impossible to rest because of the noise and I have nowhere to turn for help. Hopefully internal affairs will stop this harassment. It's common around here.

Even now as I sit here typing this there are doors being slammed upstairs and the stomping on the floor is making the pictures on my walls shake. I've already taken most of them down because my favorite one was broken during a fight from above. I'll start looking for houses tomorrow morning. It's a holiday weekend so I won't be able to do much until next Tuesday. In the meantime, I'm not leaving my house because I'm scared someone will come in and plant something.

I really just wanted people to know about the shit cops get away with. I don't believe every police officer in America is dirty. But I do believe the majority of them are and it seems like two of the dirty ones have decided to fuck with me because I made a complaint about the constance noise and drug dealing going on above me. Kind of tells you something about the law enforcement system.