Well I thought I would give everyone an update on how things are going. The dective in charge of our case was called away for a murder investigation. But he finnaly returned our call. It seems he has found another name, but can't give it to use. He promisses no one has ever gotten away from him. And something tells me we couldn't have gotten a better dective to work our case.

It took him two hours to get to the crime sceen when it happened. But where he came from, driving the normal spped limit, or better would have taken four hours,Before he got there the state police were talking to my boyfriend and I like we were scum. They accused us of having our attackers in the house before the incident. Saying we were having a gangbang and it got out of hand -.- I was in shook by there comments.. The dick head state boy who was making these obseen comments followed on by saying that there was no way they came in through the window. They acussed us of being on meth and a number of hurtful things. I felt like we were the criminals not the men who tried to kill us.

When the dective came through the door hours late it was like a complete change in attitude, The rude cop shut his mouth, obviously afraid to speak to me in the manner that they had previously. I could see it in his eyes that he was doing something wrong, and trying to get away with it. The dective was like a breath of freash air. He talked to me warmly and made it clear to the dick head cop that indeed they had come in through our window, Any person with ciommon sense know when the glass in on the inside of the house that it was broken from the outside..

The cops tore our home apart searching for evidence of drug use. And they were horribly confussed when their search came up dry. But it was because my boyfriend and I only smoke pot. And all they would was a few pipes and roaches. They made the statement "We are not worried about the pot. Half of (my towns name) smokes. We were honest up front about our smoking habbits. We have absolutely nothing to hide. In my state pot is not a big deal. We have meth heads, crack heads and other dangerous more violence producing drugs to worry about.

I may not be around for the summer. I can't sleep in my own hone. I am afraid they will come back. The gun and their finger prints were all over everything. They know the cops are onto them. They have nothing to loose... But I want you all to know I will be comming back. And I am very thankfull for all of your support and comments. I'm sorry I have not responded to many of them.. But my brain is on over load.. And with the lack of sleep I can't seem to keep my mind clear enough to think of anything else other than what happened.

I will keep in touch when I can. And thank you all so much, it means the world to me to have a little support...