what happened to the world

As a single parent today, I can clearly see that things are nowhere near where they use to be. Remember when a child acted as child? Playing with dolls, toy trucks, blocks, puzzles, video games and some would even read books while other played video games. Parents would help each other when needed even if the favor could not be returned. Children would play in the yard, at the park, in the pool and everybody was friendly. Now dont get me wrong there were some bad seeds in every era but it seems as though our future will not be too prosperous from what we all see today. For example when you do something from the kindness of your heart, for some reason sometimes it bites you in the ass. We all have our own beliefs and we judge others based on what we see and our beliefs. Then you have some people who judge just off of one or the other. To them there is no in-between according to them. Either way judging somebody is not what you get paid to do and we all know you not doing community service so stop it! I am so irritated with things like this only because now my kindness is biting me in my ass. After recently relocating alone I said I would avoid trouble in any shape or form. Some people befriended me in my new neighborhood for a whole year and everything was good until out of the kindness of my heart I made a positive move. I saw a situation going on between a couple which involved kids. My personal beliefs are single mothers need to stick together, I even give advice to some people who come to me. In the end of the situation the mother gets incarcerated and asks me to take her children and the keys to her house and car. I treated her children as if they were mine, stayed in contact with the family until her aunt arrived. When her aunt arrived i put the children and both keys in her hand and offered to help her clean up. The next day her aunt drove me to go get my daughters report card and dropped me off to do community service on fenwick street in augusta. The whole time i as in the car my hands were in my lap, the only thing I touched was the door. After her aunt left with the kids i text her aunt and called her aunt just checking on the kids and she told me they would be coming back to get some more stuff for the children. I was happy I was going to see the little minchkins again. Within the next 24-48 hours somebody broke into the home i was responsible for by choice.As soon as I heard the glass break I got scared because it sounded as if it was in my house. Since I was already on the phone with somebody who is always in the middle of something I told them what I thought was happening and hung up and called the police department and reported it anonmously with a fear that my home may be next. I even walked around the building to the back of the apartments and saw the evidence consiting of broken glass and a chair. With the fear of being seen I quickly walked back around the building and in the house. At that point I was terrified to either go to sleep or go back out,it was already midnight. The next morning I called maintenance and explained what was going on and asked them to lock her door and fix her window. The suspect left her door wide open as the person responsible I went in her home and took photos of certain areas and called her family to inform them of the incident. As soon as her mother got wind of the situation she blamed everything on me, not knowing a single detail about nothing just plain out assuming. When she was released I knocked on her door, even though she was at home, she never answered the door. Later that day a aquantaince of mine came to the door amped up talking about I put his name in it. I had already told her mom who I heard did it and had my messages to prove it. After hearing her say how she felt I spoke my piece and walked off. As I am leaving her house I get a phone call stating "stay away from my house before I come shoot all yall shit up!" I responded "if you wanna come down here and do something come fists up and leave the weapon!" Unfortunately not one of her people were willing to admit to making the phone call, I guess they was not war ready. As soon as that call ended I chose to call her brother in law chino and try to find out what was going on. He was just as loss as me in the situation so I decided to call the police because I needed somebody there that would interfere with the way my mind was thinking. I wanted to beat her ass that night! Making a move like that right now could have cost me everything so I had to protect her from me as well as protect me from myself. Since when does having a kind heart make somebody a suspect?