My Story About
"The Family from Hell"
The Santos Family


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Lazaro (the Bozo), Dianelys (Dog Face), and Little Yoly.

NOTE:
This is a long story about Yolanda & I and her cousin Lazaro's family, —The Family From Hell— and our involvement with them. They lived with Yolanda for a long year and two months. Many events took place: some good, some not so good, and some downright horrible. Ultimately they moved out; like Gypsies In The Night. This is not a fairytale story. It is a true revelation of how EVIL and malicious this family is. How they treated Yolanda & I like shit, —like we were monsters— after all we had done for them.

Don't expect it to be flattering. In fact, it is harsh and degrading, but all true facts. And, it is not over yet; we are now in court, fighting a maliciously falsified, "Sexual Violence Against a Minor" injunction that they filed in January of 2020. Be sure to read the "Updates" to get the latest developments on that injunction, as well as lawsuits against them by Yolanda & I, and other events that came about after, or as a result of the original writing.

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It all started around June 2017, when the Santos family: Lazaro (The Bozo) Dianelys (Dog Face) and poor little Yoly —their 10-year-old daughter who they named after Yolanda— came to America from the slums of Cuba: Guanajay, Cuba. As the story goes; Guillermo, (Lazaro's dad) promised him a place to stay and $30,000 to live here in America. But when they arrived, there was no $30,000. They were offered a place to stay in a converted garage appartment at his dad's stepson's house. It was said that the money —the $30K— was given to the stepson to support his laminate flooring business. This is all hearsay from them. From my experience, that whole family lies like hell. The "Family From Hell" as I call them, loves to play the pathetic role, so that they can use and manipulate whoever feels sorry for them; and tries to help them out.

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They couldn't live with his dad as there was no room in his house for them and the dad's new wife wouldn't have them in her house. The stepson's dumpy converted garage apartment was everything in one: bedroom, living room, kitchen, bathroom... The only partition in the apartment was the tiny little bathroom. It had a queen bed where the three of them, slept together. He worked for the stepson who they say ended up with their promised $30K. He worked as a helper installing laminate floors. He was not making much money and even then he had to chase them for his paycheck —so he says. They suposedly paid $650 a month for that dump. Little Yoly went to a public school nearby. Guillermo (Lazaro's dad) took her to school and picked her up.

About 3 months after their arrival, Lazaro called Yolanda to come & visit, which she did. Yolanda invited them to the house to Barbecue & enjoy the pool. Later, Yolanda invited little Yoly to the house to visit and play in the pool. The first few times that she brought her over, little Yoly had panic attacks. She would just get there and wanted to go back home to her mom. The poor kid had been so smothered and brainwashed by her mom, she couldn't do anything without fear. Granted she had been through a lot of trauma in Cuba; with Lazaro's brother raping his own daughter and raping Lazaro's oldest daughter as well. Supposedly, he was sentence to 12 years in jail. Then, Lazaro was thrown in jail for 6-months for buying illegal meat. And, her mom was —and still is— constantly indoctrinating her that all men are bad; as if all men are just out to molest her. Ironically, Lazaro who was a Cop working for Castro for 7 years, —that Commie Bastard— ended up in the very same jail as everyone else, for buying illegal meat.

Nevertheless, as little Yoly came over to visit Yolanda and play in the pool, I fell in love with that little kid. I just saw a cute, adorable little 10-year-old kid who had nothing, no one to play with —her mom wouldn't let her friends come over— so, she had to entertain herself in the confines of that dump where they lived. She slept in the same bed with her mom and dad. OMG! I thought that was really creepy. Every once in a while, I gave her a few bucks to buy treats after school, because I was told that her grandpa was too cheap to buy her treats. Her mom didn't like that I gave her money. She thought I was up to something with her daughter. Like, Hello!!! she's 10-years-old, you sick puppy.

One time she had me take her to the drug store to buy her a doll. I assume that in her very sick mind, she wanted me to think of little Yoly as a little kid —you know, like around 4 or 5 years old— who still played with dolls. That's when I started to see how emotionally disturbed this woman was; borderline psychotic. In fact, one time when they came over, little Yoly was playing with the doll, feeding it something that looked like chocolate milk in a little baby bottle. OMG! I thought, is this little kid retarded? I never said anything but after that day, we never saw the doll again. Then the next disturbing pretense that we observed, was that at 11-years-old —and out of the blue— little Yoly started sucking her thumb. Really! What's wrong with this kid? I wondered. She was very persistent with that act, but eventually we got her to stop. I honestly think her deranged mom made her act like that. What does that tell you? I can only imagine that her crazy, irrational mom was again trying to impress upon me that she was just a little girl. Like, What The Hell? I'm not going to hurt the little kid, you demented woman. Don't put me in the same category as those low life, degenerate Cubans, you've been living with in the cesspool of Cuba.

On a side note:
I spoke to Yoly's older sister, Jessica about the fact that Yoly was still playing with a doll at 11-years-old. She told me that she —Jessica— played with dolls until she was 14-years-old; yet, I'm told that she married her boyfriend at 15.

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For a while, I would occasionally pick up little Yoly and her little friend Magda to come play in the pool. At times, I would jump in with them so they could have more fun! They liked for me to pick them up and throw them around in the water, or for me to flip the float they were sitting on... They had so much fun, and I really enjoyed watching them laugh and have a blast. On weekends Lazaro and Dianelys would come over as well. There was one time in particular that they had come over and while Dianelys help decorate the christmas tree, little Yoly had a plan of her own. She wanted to give me a hair makeover. How could I say no? I let her do my hair. Below are some of the most Precious Moments shared by little Yoly and I. She really loved that I spent "fun" time with her —her dad never did, that I could see— and let her have a good time making me look funny. I loved every minute of it!

Getting back to the girls, they had so much fun in the pool and Yoly enjoyed the water so much that I thought she might like to learn to scuba dive.
Read that story and View Pictures Here

Lazaro didn't have a car. He had a friend that was selling an old truck for $1400 but didn't have any money. So, Yolanda helped him out; she bought the truck for him. Actually, she negotiated it down to $1000, and gave Lazaro the extra $400, as he was broke, as usual. He DID NOT have to pay her back the $1400.00. It was a gift from Yolanda. Later, the truck needed new tires, front end work, and the air did not work. So, again Yolanda paid some $900 to get the front end fixed and buy new tires. He did pay her back that $900 eventually.

They needed a place to stay

Meanwhile back at their shack, it seems that things were not working out with Lazaro and his boss (his stepbrother). I'm told that the boss's wife was pregnant and wanted them OUT! I'm sure there was a lot more to it than that. Dianelys was saying that the stepson and his friends would sit outside, drinking and looking at little Yoly, making her uncomfortable... But, knowing Lazaro and how he works, I think the stepson just wanted to get rid of him. As I said, that woman is mentally unstable and lies a lot. They wanted them out ASAP. They had days to get out. They had nowhere to go, no money saved, and he was fired from the laminate floor job. Their plan was to buy this little travel trailer, that they would park in his dad's back yard to live in. Apparently, he asked everyone he knew: family & friends for $5000 to buy this little tin can house. Unfortunately, no one had money for him. He was screwed. Out of desperation, and he called Yolanda for help.

By the way, this is the trailer he wanted to buy to put in his dad's backyard to live in. Holy Shit! Can you imagine the 3 of them living in this trailer. And, how long were they planning to live there? I don't think it even had A/C. What size bed does a little trailer like that have? Big enough for 2 adults, and an 11-year-old girl? I swear, these people have shit for brains. WOW! I felt so sorry for that poor little kid.

The proposed New living arrangements



  

  

  

On the bright side, there's no way that Yolanda was giving him $5000 to buy that little Tin Can House. She and I, thought that it was really stupid of them to even consider, living in that thing. Since Yolanda had an extra bedroom and they needed to get out fast, she opened her heart and her house to them. There they would have a bedroom of their own, a full size kitchen, nice bathroom & shower, a living room with a smart tv... There was a large back yard with a pool. No comparison to that closet size travel trailer they were planning to live in. And, Best of All, they could live there for free!. It was the Best deal in town. The "Only" deal in town. Otherwise, they could have lived in his broken down truck.

In hinesight....

This is one of the many revisions of this story, as many changes have occured since they moved in with Yoli, and moved out. So, I now believe that the trailer was just another scam; to exploit Yolanda. I know for a fact that his wife would not have lived in that tiny tin can on wheels. It was just a shot in the dark, to get Yoli or I to lend them $5,000 to rent an apartment. So glad we didn't lend them the money, as from what I know about them now, we would have been chasing our money till doomsday. The Bozo, didn't have a job; they didn't even have U.S. working permits, yet. It turned out to be a HUGE mistake for Yoli to take them in as you will discover throughout this story. As much as I didn't like them at all living with Yoli, I am glad that we got to care for little Yoly, —and brought a little more joy to her dreadful life— for a while.

So, they moved in on June 27th 2018. They brought in a bunch of crap that Lazaro had been scavenging. Yolanda now had a full size refrigerator and a coffee table on her patio. I had just finished renovating the bedroom that they were to occupy and Yoli had bought a Brand New matterss. She now had 3 relatives living in her house. Some adjustment was needed, but all in all, they were getting along well. They didn't work for the first 6-months or so because they didn't have their work papers. Lazaro went to Home Depot and solicited odds & ends jobs for a while. He also did some miscellaneous work around the house that Yolanda payed him for. He finally landed a job doing landscaping work with some guy. He left early in the morning and return around 7 - 8 o'clock at night. It seems they were doing jobs in homestead. There were issues with his boss; what else is new? Whatever job Lazaro had, there were always issues. A few times, Yolanda had to talk to his boss —because Lazaro didn't speak English— to resolve those issues. Anyways, after a few months he was let go. Dianelys "Dog Face" as I call her, got a job doing janitorial work at some condo in Aventura.

So, there was another stretch of time where Lazaro hung around at the house. He got the idea to plant papaya trees in the back yard, thinking he would sell papayas in front of the house. Yeah, Right! That sounds lucrative, doesn't it? Eventually, he landed another job at some condo building in Hallandale Beach. It was janitorial work. Wouldn't you know it, he couldn't even do that right. And, he was stealing supplies like toilet paper, rolls of paper towels —the commercial ones that you find in public bathrooms— and all kinds of commercial cleaning supplies like: mops, spary cleaners, Stainless steel cleaners, etc. Well, needless to say, less than 2 months later he was fired from that job.

He said that his boss got on his case because he was not cleaning well; more lies, I'm sure. He just can keep a job. There is somehing really wrong with this man. He's such a BOZO. Everything he touches turns to shit. Eventually, his wife —I don't think they're even legally married— got him a similar job at another condo complex, managed by the same company she works for. I have no ideas if he's still there today, but knowing him, probably not. He's so lazy. At one point, Yolanda gave them $500 to open a savings account at TD bank. The purpose of that account, was so that they could save up to get their own place. What did they do? They blew the $500 bucks. I believe they blew it on a bunch of crap to bring to their family in Cuba. There is more about that bank account, that I discovered after they had moved out. That's coming up shortly!

Poor Yolanda, she gave them so much, in good faith just to help them out, and in the end they just used her and shit all over her.
Yolanda has such a big heart!

WHAT DESPICABLE "LOW LIFES", FROM THE PITS OF CUBA!

Here are pictures of a few of the items they stole and gave to Yolanda.
There was much more than what is shown here.
It was stacked floor to ceiling in their bedroom.
A lot of it went to Cuba.

   

   
SUPPLIES that he stole from work and brought to Cuba

Yolanda or I took little Yoly to school and her mom to back & forth to work everyday.   Yolanda, use to buy food —with her money— to feed us all: Herself and I, and the 3 of them. She made delicious home cooked meals and we had dinner as a family. Dianelys did cook for Lazaro & Yoly sometimes and offered us some, but I couldn't eat that crap. She always cooked rice & beans in a crock pot. Occasionally, she would throw in pork or chicken and always used that Cuban spice that I can't stomach. I ate it a few times, bu the next morning I would shit my brains out. The woman didn't know how to cook. She always made the same old crap, everyday. She had no clue on how to safely defrost meats. She would just leave meat ont he counter all day to defrost while she was at work. For little Yoly's lunch, she would make spaghetti and dump plain tomato sauce out of the can, on top of the pasta. Ewwwww! How gross is that!

Little Yoly's diet was Horrible!

Little Yoly was not use to eating good, healthy foods. I don't think that exists in Cuba. It took forever to get her used to eating salad, or chicken; thanks to Yolanda. She had a hard time trying anything new. One day, I offered her $100 to eat a piece of fish, that she didn't even want to taste. I Just wanted her to realize that fish was a good food. To hopefully, adjust her piss-poor mentality. She ate it; just for the money. Yolanda literally spoon fed her the fish as she crammed it down her throat for the $100. It was perfectly good fish, we all had it for dinner. But she never eat fish again. Again, I question the upbringing of that child. (I'm guessing she never had fish in Cuba, or here in the US).

Case in point: Little Yoly did not eat lunch at school, —not sure why— nor did she use the bathroom at school because her mom thought she could get molested in the school bathroom. So, her lunch consisted of snacks: cake, cookies, ice cream, and all that sugar loaded crap, that she was fed after school. While Yolanda would cook her healthy meals trying to get her to eat more healthy foods, her MOM, was telling her: "Don't listen to her, eat whatever you want" That's the Moron mentality I'm talking about. How these Dumb Ass, ignorant people were raising this poor child.

   

It's definitely worth a mention that almost everyday, Yolanda made really nice dinners where I was invited mostly by little Yoly, and by Yolanda as well. As pictured above, I see Grilled chicken with French Fries, as well as rice, sliced tomatoes, cheese & crackers and even beer! Everybody seems to be happy & enjoying a delicious meal. And, on many occasions Yolanda would grill chicken breasts or wings, and we ate outside, and enjoyed the pool. The mention here is that Yolanda bought all that food that we enjoyed with her own money. They were not working for the first 6 months, as they did not have work permits. However, the bozo was doing odds & ends jobs, and making some money. Still, they did not contribute much towards these meals. Once in a while they would give Yolanda 50 bucks or so to buy groceries. All and all, they were pretty much mooching on Yolanda, I would say.

Anyway, while on the subject of Morons, one time while taking a piss at Yolanda's house, I noticed the dirty clothes hamper on my way out. It was overflowing with their clothes. The lid didn't even close, it was so full. On top of that pile of dirty laundry, I also noticed a pair of little Yoly's underwear half sticking out of the hamper with the crotch full of skid marks. "Oh shit" I thought. Out of curiosity, I picked them up and saw that there was a second pair with the same skid marks. It was disgusting, but out of concern, given the way they parent this child, I took a closer look, wondering why the hell this little kid was soiling her underwears like that.

I understand that anyone —specially kids— can have soiled underwears, but this one even had heavy stains on the front part, where feeces definitely should NOT be. I so wanted to take a picture of it, but that would of been creepy. So I waited a day or so not knowing exactly how to handle this, but I was very concerned as to why this child had feeces all over her underwear. Finally I mentioned it to Yolanda. She had a talk with little Yoly on feminine hygiene and taught her the correct way to wipe and encouraged her to wash or rinse her bloomers before putting them in the hamper. I saw little Yoly's undies hanging on the line for a few days afterward, but that stopped. I'm guessing that her mom made her stop doing that, only because She —her mom— didn't teach her to do that. She's very controlling.

The mom's solution to the problem was to hide the hamper in their bedroom. I always wondered about little Yoly as she had a bad habit of going to the bathroom and not flushing. On several occasions, I came behind her to pee and saw urine or poop in the toilet, but never toilet paper. Not even in the trash can. That, made me wonder why she didn't wipe her ass or her pee pee after using the bathroom. Was she never taught to wipe her butt? I understand that toilet paper may be hard to come by in Cuba, but they had been living here for over a year. There's no shortage of toilet paper here. I blame the parents for not teaching the poor kid about these things; like proper hygiene. It shows how much they care about the kid. As for the soiled bloomers, little Yoly confided in me weeks later, that one day in school, she couldn't hold anymore and shit her pants... Apparently she had been told by her mom, not to use the school bathroom, so she wouldn't get molested in school. I wonder if she still shits in her pants.

Our involvement with little Yoly was more so on my part. I felt really bad for her. She had nothing, had no friends to play with at the house and her parents were not at all paying attention to her. She was not feeling loved, she was being neglected. If anything, her mom was always bitching at her. They spent most of their time on the phone with her older sister Jessica in Cuba. They would send her money, pay for her cell phone, and treated her like a princess. They seemed to care only about her. I could see that little Yoly felt really left out. They would talk on WhatsApp with Jessica, showing her off to me & Yolanda, praising the hell out of her, but never showed pride in little Yoly. I am told that they really wanted a boy, instead of little Yoly. Maybe that's why they didn't give her much —if any— affection. Who knows? I could feel her pain and that, was really dishearthening to me. I could so relate because I've been there; but not to that extent. So, Yolanda & I did whatever we could to make her feel like she was part of a family; our family at least. I just wanted her to feel like SOMEBODY, loved her, cared about her, that she was not an outcast.

I spent time with her, whenever I visited with Yolanda; teaching her English, helping with her homework and entertaining her. We took her to many differnt places. The Zoo, the Youth Fair, The Haunted House, to the beach, to Aventura mall —a million times— to flea markets, farmers market, Sawgrass mall, to trick or treat at Gulfstream park, to Ross and Home Goods. A few times, we had lunch at the cheesecake factory. We also took her and her parents out to eat at nice restaurants from time to time. I took her many time to get Ice Cream at Cold Stone Creamery. She LOVED their Oreo Cookie milk Shake. Wherever we took her, she always had a great time. We enjoyed spoiling her so much.

   

We also took her shopping. Sometimes at Ross or Walmart to buy her school clothes and supplies that her mom would pay for. But most of the time at Aventura mall to buy her Nicer Stuff that I, —or sometimes Yolanda— would pay for. The places we went were: Forever 21, Justice, Macy's, Victoria's Secret, Pink, Famous foot wear, DSW, just to name a few. Yolanda went to those places to shop for herself, but she or I always bought something for little Yoly. I treated her as if she were my kid.

I wanted her to have nice things to fit in with the other kids at school. Unfortunately though, at times little Yoly could be ungrateful. I remember one time I bought her a new phone; the old one had died. It was only $99. And a little later I bought her a tablet at Best Buy, cause the screen on the old one was all cracked up. But then, she did it again. I don't remember exactly what she did, but I think she was being very disrespectful towards Yolanda & I, showing no appreciation for the things that we did for her. So, I fixed it. I took the phone and the tablet away from her. I didn't mind buying things for her, and didn't care about the cost so much, BUT... I expected a little appreciation and above all Respect.

I did give her the phone back eventually, but kept the tablet as it was pretty expensive and I did not think that she deserved it at that time. She could have earned it back in time with a better attitude and a show of respect. She did apologize, and we got over the incident, but I was not so eager to do all these nice things for her, as a result of that attitude. I decided to wait on giving her the tablet back. It seems that I was spoiling her too much, so much that she was taking me for granted. I also think that a big part of that disrespect was brought on by her mom. She wanted me to hate the little kid so I would stay away from her. What mentality!

See pics of our shopping trips

The funny part about the phone, is that after a few months she wanted an "I Phone" because all the kids in her school had "I Phones". There was a special promotion at Metro PCS, so her mom was able to buy her an "I Phone 6" for only $200. The phone was not even a month old, when she dropped it in the tub while taking a shower —so she says. Apparently she was taking selfies in the shower and... well, it died. Still wondering, why was she taking selfies in the shower. They weren't buying her a new phone, because a replacement iphone 6 would of cost $600. Fortunately, the guy at Metro PCS had talked her mom into getting insurance when she bought it. So now, she could get a new phone for only a deductible of $200.

I waited a while to see how her parents would resolve it. I knew that they woud not continue paying for service on a dead phone and that the insurance would be cancelled. So, the schmuck that I am, —schmuck with a big heart— I volunteered to pay the deductible to get her phone replaced. I really didn't think that they were going to spend another $200 on a phone for her. In retrospect, I shouldn't have but I did; because I'm a schmuck! Filing a claim online was a royal pain in the ass. We had to go to the apple store a few times for them to close her Apple account; she didn't know her password. On the bright side, she ended up getting a new "I Phone 8" For Free! Thanks to me. You Welcome!

While on the subject of Yoly's attitude, know that as sweet and lovable as she could be, she was no angel. In fact she could be a real spoiled little bitch at times. She tends to have a shit attitude just like her mom. I remember one time we were all at the dinner table waiting for Yoly to come out of her room so we could eat. I don't know what her problem was —she's a real drama queen— but she didn't want to eat with us. Sometimes she would get mad at me for some stupid reason, and would pull this kind a crap to punish me or something.

Well that day, she never did join us at the dinner table. We ate without her. I was furious, cause her mom and specially her bozo dad, didn't do anything about it. Afer all the trouble Yolanda went throught to make a really nice dinner for us all, this little bitch was having a hissy fit. Her dad lets her do whatever she wants. He impressed me as a Bozo from the first day I met him. This time he reaffirmed it, and I lost any respect that I could of had for him. Anyway, I was so pissed off about Yoly's behavior, —FUMING, in fact— that I just gobbled my food down, stormed out the door and screeched down the road. There were a few more things that really bothered me about this bozo:

1) Everytime I drove him somewhere, he would sit there picking his nose. OMG! He was so freaking disgusting.

2) He didn't wear underwear. He wore these stupid looking shorts, that hung way low below his waist because   "He ain't got no ass"   so, we were always seeing the crack of his ass. He just looked like such a moron.

3) When he drank —he liked Heineken— he was really obnoxiou, and would talk out of his butt hole.

The poor kid was forced to sleep with her dad.

Yolanda and I felt that it was really creepy and totally inappropriate for this 11-year-old girl to sleep in the same bed with her parents; many times with just her dad. So, I bought her a new bed and we moved everything out of the front room of the house to make a bedroom for little Yoly. Well, wouldn't you know it, after all that work, they didn't like the idea of little Yoly sleeping by herself. What were they afraid of??? Was it that sure as hell, somebody was going to break in and molest this little kid because she's sleeping alone?

Maybe, they thought that I would sneak in her room, in the middle of the night, —I do have a key to the house— and molest her. The demented Morons. We tried to get her to sleep in her room and a few times, she honestly wanted to. I told her that if it made her feel safer, I would sleep on the couch in the next room, just so she could feel safe, for the first night. But, her creepy dad came to get her, to make her sleep with them. They had a mindset from the time that I met them, that I was a pervert, a pedophile, looking to molest their little girl.

As far as I know, she's still sleeping with them. I had 100 days to return the bed. So, I decided to return it. It was a shame to have a $600 bed just sitting there, not being used only because her parents were so paranoid. BUT... Yolanda, the schmuck that she is, wanted to keep the bed for little Yoly. So she reimbursed me the full amount of the bed. They ended up putting it in their room but Yoly was still sleeping with them. Dianelys would sleep in Yoly's bed because she said Yoly moved around too much. So little Yoly slept with her dad, alone. Again, How Very Creepy. Later, Yolanda bought little Yoly a really nice computer desk and chair for another $300 or so, to do her homework & study.

Poor Yolanda! She spent so much money — I did too— to make life better for little Yoly who sometimes, seemed to take her for granted. I guess that little Yoly —given her upbrigning— at times, didn't realize or appreciate how hard we had to work to earn all that money we were spending on her. Her parents were only resentful, that we splurged on the little girl. Maybe they were jealous that we bought things for the kid that we felt she needed, as they didn't spend a dime on her, other than bare necessities. I personally, never heard a "Thank You" from them; only that I was a "pedophile."

As time passed, Yolanda's bills were piling up as she had been out of work for a while. So, Yolanda told them that she needed to get a job as they were not contributing anything towards living expenses. She had recently bought him a new SUV because his old piece of crap truck needed too much repairs. She paid nearly $14,000 CASH for that SUV and was letting him pay it back with NO interest over 3 years. At this point, money was getting a little thight for Yolanda. They in turn, needed someone to take care of little Yoly while they were at work.

They wanted Yolanda to take care of her and offered to pay her. However, Yolanda needed at least $200 a week minimum, to cover her expenses, in order to stay home & care for little Yoly. Considering that Yolanda would care for the kid, take her to school, pick her up from school, make her lunch and watch over her it was a pretty fair deal. Given that they still were living rent free and that Yolanda also took Dog Face to work & picked her up, and went shopping for little Yoly's snacks, and took her for eye & dental appointments... it really was a great deal. They couldn't afford that, they claimed, —I know for a fact that they were making good money at work— and they sure as hell didn't trust me with little Yoly. Again, WHAT THE HELL? Was I really going to molest this little girl so I could spend some 20+ years of my life in a 4' by 8' jail cell? MORONS! That mindset comes from the Bozo's brother raping his own teenage daughter in Cuba. What a sick, perverted family!

Again, the BOZO really Pissed Me Off & we had a HUGE fight.

So, the bozo made child care arrangements with a coworker from the Hallandale Condo where he worked. Was she going to babysit Yoly for free??? I don't know. But one day, Yolanda called the bozo to pick up little Yoly at school because she was running late. She asked me if I would pick up Dog Face at work. So after the gym I went to the house to hang out until it was time to pick her up. Yoly and her dad got home just before 3:00pm.

Apparently he picked her up from school, early. He said there had been a school shooting; what a bunch of crap. Anyway, little Yoly told me that she was finally going to meet this lady coworker. More lies. The truth is; he didn't trust me with little Yoly for the 45 minutes, that we had to wait to pick up her mom at work, because Yolanda was not home to watch over me. I didn't buy his lies about the coworker, so I tracked him on our group GPS tracker and saw that in fact, —as I thought— he took the kid to work with him. I was so pissed off, at his insinuation that I would touch that little girl. I text him to go pick up his Dog Face wife. I sure as hell was not going to, after such an insult on my character. I really, really disliked that Moron.

We had a HUGE fight over that. I was so insulted that he didn't even trust me to be with Yoly for 45 minutes. He was treating me like I was some sort of pervert. "It's inapropriate for me to be alone with her", (said the pervert who does not wear underwear and sleeps with his 11-year-old daughter.) If you've been wondering all along why I call him the BOZO, it's because he's a Sick Puppy, a Stupid Clown: Like Bozo the clown. As long as I've known these people they've done nothing but really stupid shit... A major reason why I was (and still am) so concerned about little Yoly's welfare.

On a side note:
I spoke to Yoly's older sister, Jessica about the fact that Yoly was sleeping with her parents at 11-years-old. She told me (via messenger) that she slept with her parents until she was 15-years-old. Really? I found that odd as I've been told that at 15, she was already sleeping with her boyfriend. So, I'm I to assume that at 15, Jessica left her parent's bed to jump into her boyfriend's bed?

You can read our messenger conversation in the
"Updates" page.
If you read Spanish, you can read the conversation that I printed right off of my messenger feed to a PDF file, as this is the exact conversation that we had.
"Jessica on Messenger"

I threatened to call DCF on the

I couldn't tell him off right there and then because I didn't speak enough Spanish to really tell him how I felt. So, I kept calm, cool and collected, just thinking what a Dumb Ass he was for dragging his kid to work with him. I later sent them a long text translated in Spanish, telling them off. I threatened to call the Department of Children & Families. I had so much to tell them. So much in fact that I am pretty sure they would have taken little Yoly away from them, while they investigated. For that reason and that reason only I did not call them. I didn't know where little Yoly would have ended up. Maybe a foster home with foster parents worst than her parents, and if or when she would of been returned home. I refrained from calling DCF only for little Yoly's sake. The next day they put up a makeshift curtain that seperated their bed from Yoly's bed. Surely, they were afraid of a visit from DCF. But still, everytime I went in that room, I noticed that her bed, never looked slept in. In fact, all the crap that they were taking to Cuba was stacked up on her bed. Come to your own conclusions.

From that day on, he would take Yoly to school early in the morning. He dumped the poor kid off at school about an hour early, as he started work at 8:00am. Yolanda would have been happy to take her to school at a normal time; she was not working yet. It was evident that they wanted to isolate little Yoly from us. Not because we hurt little Yoly, but to hurt us; break our hearts. They didn't like for Yoly to love us as much as she did. He picked her up at 3pm, then dump her at that lady's house and went back to work until it was time to pick up his Dog Face wife. Then they would hang out at that lady's house until 8 - 9 o'clock —I guess they were snooching off of her now— and come home to hide in their room until the next morning. If you're wondering why we call her Dog Face, it's because she pretty much always looks like she's ready to bite someone's head off. This woman has no personality; she's a total bitch.

The difference between Lazaro & Bozo the clown,
is that Bozo gets paid to do stupid stuff,
while Lazaro does stupid stuff naturally.

   

Wow! Look at that face. Is that a scary Dog Face or what?
Looks like the Bitch from Hell!
The poor kid has to live with that face.

Two weeks before they left for Cuba, Lazaro was fired from his job in Hallandale. Little Yoly was out of school so he would dump his wife at work in the morning, then come back and go back in his room, presumably to go back to sleep with little Yoly. Around 12 noon or so, they would leave to go to that lady's condo and hang out until it was time to pick up Dog Face. And still, they would hang out and have dinner with the lady and come home much later —after Yolanda went to bed— just to sleep.

They hardly ever spoke to Yolanda, and started turning little Yoly against us. Poor Yolanda felt really offended and rejected by these LOW LIFES that she had helped so much. For example: Dog Face use to give Yolanda money to go shop for snacks for little Yoly to eat after school. Most of the time Yolanda cooked her a nice, healthy lunch to eat, instead of the sugar loaded snacks or that old warmed up rice and eggs her dad would make for her. Yolanda set up doctor & dentist appointments and took little Yoly to those appointments because they didn't do any of that for the kid. They weren't at all concerned about Yoly's medical needs. She also took Dianelys to walmart or Ross when she needed to buy new clothes. She even colored her hair every so often. She did all these things —and so much more— on her own, FOR FREE, for those ungrateful degenerates.

A week before they left for Cuba, they hit me up for money. They said they were going there to sell their house for... Guess? $30,000. That seems to be the Magic Number. They had spent whatever money they had for passports, plane tickets and they had bought a bunch of stuff —3 huge duffle bags full and 3 smart TVs— for the realtives in Cuba. I'm guessing that a lot of that stuff was supplies that he had stolen from work; toilet paper is a luxury in Cuba. They were literally broke; so I thought. They needed me to lend them $2000. Which I did. BUT, I was smart enough to make a detailed contract and made them sign their car title over in case they didn't pay. He had offered to pay me back with $500 interest within a month or two.

He said that he had a good job painting houses when he got back. He claimed he would be making $17 an hour. I didn't believe him. I didn't believe anyone would pay him $17 an hour and that he could pay me back in two months. So I made a 6-month pay schedule for him. Thanks to me, they were able to go to Cuba. No one else would lend them money. They would have had to cancel their trip or the Bozo would of had to go alone. Needless to say, when they returned, there was no job. As of this revised writing, it has been around 28 months and I'm still chasing them for my money. More details on that coming up.

They were literally broke; so I though

The reality however is; maybe they weren't so broke after all. Some months later after they had moved out, Yolanda went to TD bank and obtained statements of the bank account that she had opened for them. She had deposited $550.00 in a joint savings account, so that they could start saving money to eventually get their own apartment and move out. So, here is what transpired between August 27th, 2018 to May 31, 2019.

So, to summarize it, in August 2018 & September 2018, Yolanda deposited of her own money $350.00 & $200.00 respectively. She never touched that account again. it was for them.
On 12/14/2018 they withdrew. $200.00 and on 12/8/2018 they withdrew $150.00. from the original deposit.

The statements were quarterly. so, from Jan 01, 2019 to Mar 31, 2019, they deposited $6986.92 and withdrew $6386.00. Then, from Apr 01, 2019 to May 31, 2019 they deposited $5863.00 and withdrew $6652.17 to close out the account.

"See the statements here"

Knowing now about these deposits & withdrawals —In that 6 month period, January 2019 to May 2019, they deposited $12,849.92 and withdrew $13,038.17— yet, they were living with Yolanda RENT FREE. They didn't even have to contribute towards the electric or water bills for the 3 months before leaving to Cuba. Talk about freelaoding! Given the circumstances, my question is; why the hell did they need to borrow $2,000 from me, to go to Cuba on June 22nd? I remember that the night before, we had went to Aventura Mall with Yoly, just to get out of the house. Yoly was using my phone to text her mom back & forth, but deleted all the texts so I couldn't see the conversation. But, at the same time, she was asking me about the money. Was I going to lend them the money? When was I going to give them the money?.... So, they were using the kid to see what my plan was, so that they could plan around my decision to lend or not lend them money. They are very conniving.

Of the possible theories, I can come up with 3 scenarios. 1) It was a shot in the dark! They didn't really need the money, but they hated us —me in particular— because they were so jealous of us, that little Yoly loved us so much. So they took a shot at borrowing the $2,000 with no intentions of ever paying it back. The mindset was probably; if he goes for it, we win, if not, we tried. And, 2) They are that fucking stupid that they blew $13,000 + my $2,000 for a 2 week trip to Cuba. Or 3) They closed the savings account and opened a new account at PNC bank and stashed money for when they came back. Again, from my observations of the way they do things, I tend to believe all of these possibilities. It really bothers me though, that they had all this money, yet they were still smooching off of Yoanda. Fucking users.

The night of June 22nd, 2019

On the day of their departure, —they were leaving on the 23rd, at 2:00am to the airport— I had told Yoly I would give her a little "going away" present. Oh man, all day she kept bugging me to tell her what it was. I wouldn't tell her. It was a surprise. I had just bought her a few nice outfits at Justice and a cute Victoria's Secret backpack for her trip. All day that day, she was so sweet & lovable. She kept reciting this Love Quote that she had on her phone. I read her like a book though, I know her so well by now. So they were all packed and ready to go to the airport. I was going to give her that present when I dropped her off at the airport but she didn't know that. And, even though she was going away for 2 weeks she didn't want to ride with me to the airport in my truck that was loaded with all that crap they were taking to Cuba. All of the sudden, she got an attitude and wanted to ride with Yolanda and her parents. Apparently, because I had not given her the surprise yet, she probably thought that I had been lying and she was not getting anything.

I got a little annoyed and told her off. I thought we were good friends. Wouldn't she want to ride with me and keep me company to the airport? Finally, she did ride with me but still had an attitude. She just played with her phone and kept quiet, like she really didn't want to be there. In retrospect, maybe she still thought that I had lied to her about a present. So, when I dropped her off, I did not give her anything. I gave her a quick hug and wished her well. Then I left. The surprise was a very sweet farewell letter and a $50 bill for her to spend in Cuba. I felt really bad but I just couldn't justify blowing another $50 on her with that piss-poor attitude. At 5:58 am, she sent me a text before departing. It said "Bye, I love you." Oh wow! I never expected that. I thought for sure she would be really mad at me. But, I guess she followed her heart and realized that her attitude was not justified. She was apologizing in not so many words. I knew that deep down, she really loved me. So, now I felt even worse, really disheartened.

I so wanted her to have my farewell letter and the extra cash to use in Cuba. I thought, at least I could text her the letter. So I took a quick pic of it and texted it to her. I didn't get a response. I figured she might have turned off her phone to depart on the runway and never got the text. Later that morning I texted that letter to her sister's phone in Cuba. That was the only phone we could communicate with. I never heard back from her until the day before they came back. I guess she was still mad at me, or her sister and her idiot parents took that letter way out of context and wouldn't let her communicate with me. The letter was sweet, but NOT a "love letter" like they probably assumed... I just wanted her to feel that someone who actually cared about her, would miss her. No More, No Less.

Now, as I write this story, recalling all these events, the emotions, over & over again, maybe she didn't have an attitude. Maybe she was just a little mad, sad, or disappointed and really heart-broken thinking that her best friend had lied to her; let her down. She had been psyched up all day that she was going to get a surprise. On the flip side, it was around 2:30am, I was tired —had not slept much— and definitely not thrilled about having to drive to the Miami airport. Maybe I acted a little too hastily. I wish I had it do to over again. Now I feel so sorry for having disappointed her.

When they returned, little Yoly was Cold-as-ice

When they came back, little Yoly was cold-as-ice, so were they. She woulnd't talk to me. Walked by me like I was invisible. I was confused but figured it had something to do with her Bitch mom. What I didn't know, is that at the airport I guess after I left, —so they say— Yoly asked her mom if she could kiss me on the lips. I think that they are freaking liars and I don't understand why little Yoly would ask her mom to kiss me after I had left. Yolanda talked to them many times while in Cuba, on WhatsApp, but there was never a mention of this kiss. My suspicion is that they were dreaming up a whole drama scene to get out of paying me back. They owed me $2500, and they owed Yolanda around $10,000 for the car, and around $100 for their car insurance... They were broke, they said —probaly a lie, I gave them $2,000 before they left— and the bozo didn't have a job, as he had claimed; that, was a fact.

The clash was much deeper than just a kiss.

The clash was much deeper than just that stupid kiss they played on. Not only did they not want to pay us back —I believe that was their plan all along— but they also wanted to break all ties between little Yoly and us. My guess is that little Yoly might have been telling the families & friends how well we treated her, how much we loved her and that we took her everywhere and bought her so many nice things. A huge part of it I think, was extreme jealousy. They never treated her like we did, and as a result, the kid loved us. She loved me a lot because I did all the things that her distant dad never did for her. I gave her love and affection. He didn't even pay attention to her. She loved me like the dad she whished she would of had. She told me so, many times. And I loved her like the daughter I would of liked to have had; unfortunately, Yolanda & I did not have children.

They really didn't like that Yolanda and I were so loving & caring for little Yoly; consequently, they started really hating us. Dog Face who had been telling Yolanda all along to get rid of me, that I was no good for her; now emphasized that even more. And, the Bozo —who lived there for free— had the balls, to tell Yolanda that he didn't want me in the house. Excuse me! WHO THE HELL IS HE, to tell her who can or can't be in HER house? That lazy ass, freeloader, piece of shit. They wanted Yolanda to keep me out of the house at all cost. The Bitch kept telling her that I was the cause of all the drama and the fights that were happening —all the fights were their fault; because they kept treated me like I was a pervert— and convinced her to take her house key back from me so I couldn't just come in & out like I used to. I had to knock at the door like a stranger to the woman I had been living with for over 35 years. Do you beliee that shit? I was really dispappointed that Yolanda succumbed to their demands. That's why they walked all over her.

They were so jealous, they couldn't see straight.

They even went as far as setting up Yolanda with this ugly, loser guy — with a mangy mutt— just to keep me away. Understandably, Yolanda didn't want me around when he was there. This was one of the Bozo's coworker. They didn't care about Yolanda's social life, it was just their conniving way to keep me out. That was short lived however, as Yolanda finally realized that this guy was a total loser, he had nothing to offer, except that mangy mutt. He drove this old rat's ass truck and worst of all, he had the "Wet Noodle" problem if you know what I mean.

So, she finally dumped his ugly ass. They must have stayed up at night, premeditating all these schemes, to keep me away. They were so jealous, envious, that they couldn't see straight, because we could offer things to little Yoly that they couldn't or wouldn't. One day, while driving back from picking up Dog Face at work, little Yoly told her mom how she really enjoyed Yolanda's home cooked meals, and how she liked to do things with her, that Yolanda was teaching her so many good things. Dog Face must of felt like shit. I could see the profound resentment in her face.

In reality, we were not trying to steal little Yoly away from them —like they assumed— nor were we trying to show them off, we just wanted to help them out. We wanted her to have the things that she needed and to make her life more enjoyable. We both —Yolanda & I— came from very poor family so we know what it's like to have nothing. We didn't want little Yoly to be deprived of anything; like we were. We bought things for her so that they could save money and get their own place. I, in particular, just wanted little Yoly to feel loved. I know she felt all alone and alienated by the adults when I was not around. I was her only friend. I wanted to give her the attention and affection she so craved, that her parents were not giving her because they were too busy pamparing her older sister Jessica —and her loser boyfriend— in Cuba. They were trying so hard to bring her & the boyfriend here to live with them.

A few weeks after their return, the Bozo started a new job that Dog Face got for him. It was in North Miami Beach. His hours were 7 to 3. So every morning, they were up at 5am. Little Yoly who liked to sleep late in the mornings, till 11 or 12, had to adjust. She had to get up & get dressed, and was dumped at that lady's condo at 6:30am to spend the whole day there. Thank God, that lady's grand daughter was spending the summer there, so Yoly had a little friend about her age to hang out with. For a while, the bozo would get off at 3 and go sit in the parking lot where Dog Face worked, until she got off. Eventually, it seems that she started taking a bus to a Publix store near the lady's condo, where he would pick her up. They would then go to that lady's place and hang out, have dinner —Dog Face didn't have to cook— and come home around 9 or 10 oclock, to go in their hole and sleep. They kissed ass to that lady —I assume— for the free lunch and to keep little Yoly away from us. I can imagine what pathetic sob story, they told her. This went on until school started again.

They made a HUGE deal over nothing;
they had an ulterior motive.

Their whole case for all that hatred, was base on one meaningless event. They claimed that one night I tried to kiss little Yoly on the lips and that Yolanda was there and let it happen. Of course they blamed her as well because they owed her even more money, than they owed me. Actually, they made a HUGE deal over a kiss that never happened, as their claim was; "he tried to kiss her on the lips" AND NOT "he kissed her on the lips". Little Yoly even admitted that it never happened in front of Yolanda and her mom. There was no kiss on the lips, not even a tried to kiss on the lips. Deep down, it was all an act. They owed us a lot of money that they could not afford to pay back and they wanted to keep little Yoly away from us. They didn't want her to love us more than she loved them. In fact, they were poisoning her heart & mind, trying to make her hate us; turn her against us.

The real story about this whole ordeal, is that every night little Yoly would hug & kiss me good night; Yolanda was always there to hug & kiss me as well. Little Yoly kissed me on the cheek; a peck on the cheeks, not even a kiss. Even when she hugged me, she would stick her ass out —away from me— like... I was going to get excited, or something??? Wonder where she got that from? Her psychopath mom, most likely. Sometimes, she would give me an air kiss; where she kisses the air next to me. She had a big thing about cooties, as if she would get cooties from me.

So, one particular night when she did that, I got really annoyed and in sarcasm, I said to her "Why don't you kiss me on the lips and see if my cooties kill you". What I really wanted to say was: "Why don't you kiss my ass and see if my cooties kill you" but, that would of been very rude, given her age. I already knew what her reaction would be. She said EWWWWWW! —like she would have kissed a frog— as expected and that was that. It was sarcasm, nothing more. A kiss on the lips NEVER happened.

They just twisted things around to make us sound like monsters. Just like they twist things around to make themselves look pathetic, so that everyone will feel sorry for them. Case in point: A few days after their return when little Yoly was allowed to talk with me for a few minutes, I told her that in that note was a $100 bill. (It was only $50 that she never got) but I wanted her to think she had really missed out because of her bad attitude. She Smirked and gave me the look, like she didn't care. Wow! that's a 100% her mommy's shitty attitude. So then, they started saying that I offered little Yoly $100 to kiss her. That's how demented they are. How they fabricate things to make me look like a pedophile. Well guess what, for a $100 I would expect a lot more than a kiss; just saying. HOWEVER, it was a bluff, there never was a $100 bill, or even a $50 bill, as I never gave it to her.
Morons, I can't emphasize enough how incredibly stupid they are.

They said:
"Little Yoly was confused. She thought she was "In Love" with me."

Furthermore, they even said that little Yoly told them that she was all confused about the relationship between us. That, she thought that she was "in love" with me. And that while in Cuba she was talking like a 40 year old. Supposedly she was acting like an adult and saying bad words... Her mom— even accused Yolanda of teaching her how to "Masturbate"; in a text. Are you f**king kidding me??? I have to really emphasize this;
ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME??? Can you imagine how delirious, this sick bitch is?

The Psychopath claim that Yolanda
taught little Yoly how to masturbate

 

They also said that Yoly told them everything that was going on. BUT, we've yet to hear about "Just WHAT, was going on" Additionally, they brought up my farewell letter that they never read; they don't read English. So, I'm guessing that Jessica who does not speak English either, read it and translated it on the computer. She must have told them a buch of crap that I was in love with the kid. Who knows what she told them. But, HELLO!!! She's only 11-years-old!!! There is NO "In Love" at 11. It was just a sweet farewell letter to my little friend —that I cared so much about— who was going away for 2 weeks. Just so she would know that, she would be missed by someone who actually cared about her; her parents didn't seem to care about her. I even included a little love quote that I found on Google to acknowledge the one she had shown me all day. They said they took her to a Psychiatrist in Cuba but I think they're full of shit, they're such freaking, chronic liars. They never even followed up on eye and dental appointments that Yolanda had set up for her.

GOD! what LOW LIFE, white trailer trash, those people are...

Getting back to this "Masturbate" thing, I need to throw in a few facts that were not mentioned, as yet. I know that while at school, Yoly and her friend Stacey got in trouble for looking at porn on their phone during class. Yoly later showed me the video that they supposedly were looking at. It showed two men kissing. I didn't see other parts of the site that this came from. What was it? Were they looking at a gay porn site? Who knows. In case you did not know, anyone can go to any porn site and see some pretty raunchy sex. You can Google "men masturbating" for example and see all kinds of videos showing men masterbating. OMG! That's disgusting!

In fact, You can Google "Porn" and see millions of porn sites. You can even find raunchy sex right on Twitter. I did not know that twitter allowed porn on their site. I ran into it accidentally. Anyone can do it! Especially kid with unrestricted cell phones. Wake up! This is 2020. So the point is: Yolanda did not show little Yoly how to "Masturbate" as she is accused, by the sick, evil, dirty minded, psychopath. Little Yoly or anyone else could see this stuff right on YouTube. There are many videos, on YouTube, showing a multitude of ways to masturbate. Of course, I'm sure that by now, anyone will realize that this is just more, made up stories from that crazy bitch.

I've known my Yolanda for 34 years and I know for a fact, that she would never, teach something like that to a child; just like she would not let a kiss happen. If anything, Yolanda taught little Yoly how to cook stuff, how to eat like a normal kid; little Yoly ate like a dog. She would cram food in her mouth until her cheeks were bulging out, and then swallow it. She tried to teach her to sit like a lady when wearing a dress; not with her legs wide open like a guy.

She thaught her to be a decent human being, to have respect for herself and others. She even thaught her how to pray to God. They prayed together many times before bed. My Yolanda, was so much more of a caring parent than these LOW LIFES will ever be to little Yoly. I have so much respect for the integrity of Yolanda. These EVIL people used and manipulated, poor little Yoly to get revenge against us. She was innocent; just an 11-year-old, sweet child. GOD, what LOW LIFE those people are. They disgust me as parents; as human beings for that matter. I am expressing my sentiments as I see them. That's just me; I tell it like it is.

They were trying to "Buy Yoly's love back."

When school started, the bozo cut his hours to 1/2 a day so he could pick up Yoly from school. He had her at school way early: around 7:00am. The poor kid had to hang around until 8:15am when classes started. Again, what an Idiot. Yolanda could have taken her to and picked her up from school, so that he could have worked his full shift till 3pm. He needed money. But no, he didn't want little Yoly to have any contact with Yolanda, to keep instilling hatred in this innocent child. And, he's such a lazy ass, he used Yoly as an excuse to get off at 1:00 and to come hang out at the house until he picked her up. Then they continued going to that lady's place, just like before. Now, even with the both of them working, they still were not contributing to the house at all, nor were they paying Yolanda for the car she had bough for them. We also noticed that they started buying little Yoly all new clothes, shoes, back pack, which she did not need. They were trying to "Buy Her Love Back" Sorry, but it does not work that way. You Can't Buy Love. One has to love you, for you; not for what you buy.

The irrational mom, took away anything that we had bought for her. The shoes, the Pink Hoodie, all the clothes, the Victoria's secret back pack... They wanted her to have only things that THEY HAD BOUGHT HER. How sick is that? Those were just material things. The kid didn't love us because of those things. She loved us because we genuinely cared about her, and made her feel like a loved family member; instead of a burden. She was the most important part of our life, our little family; even if we were not her biological parents. The wicked witch, was trying to wash away all the good memories that the kid had of us. She was maliciously, trying to brainwash her; turn her against us. THAT SICK, DERANGED BITCH. Sorry, but little Yoly will never forget how we truly cared for her and treated her with kindenss. She'll never forget as well, how her parents neglected her and treated her like shit, while pampering her older sister like a princess. They were using the poor kid for THEIR revenge, just to hurt us; to break our hearts. This was really getting to Yolanda; the animosities, the rejection, the alienation, WHILE THEY WERE LIVING IN HER HOUSE FOR FREE AND TALKING SHIT BEHIND OUR BACKS. Those Malicious, Low Life, Backstabbers. They were just using Yolanda while they were stashing money to move out. They made her feel like a stranger in her own house; like she was a leper, repulsive to no end. So, Yolanda and I told them —in a nice way— that if they hated it so much there, that they were free to move out. But in my mind, I was thinking more like "GET THE FUCK OUT, YOU FUCKING SCUMBAGS, PIECE OF SHIT, CUBANITOS..." Yes! I do say it like it is.

Of the many things that made them uncomfortable, I was probably first on the list, because little Yoly had grown to love me so much. The other thing that they hated about living there was the security cameras that Yolanda had in the living room. She also had cameras outside; for safety. The camera inside was in the living room, facing the front door. We could see them —if we looked— coming in and out. They thought we were watching them, we weren't. But, what bothered them so much is that they had to sneak all the supplies that they stole from work, in the back door; so they would not be on camera. They were sneaking in furniture and stuff he scavenged for their new appartment, so that we would not be aware of their plan to move out.

A few times when were out at the beach, we would peek from our phone to see what they were up to; and hear them talking shit about us behind our backs. We heard the bitch laugh about the electric bill that she was not going to pay. We even caught the Psycho-Mom screaming at Yoly about something or other... See the video below. That was very disturbing to me; how this EVIL woman treats this defenseless little child. "BURN IN HELL YOU WICKED BITCH" I thought. In addition to that video, Yoli & I have heard her many times screaming at little Yoly in their bedroom. She must of been hitting her as we heard her cry for quite a while. I feel so sorry for that poor little kid, having to live with such awful, degenerate parents; the wicked bitch mom & the perverted Bozo dad

I had posted this vidoe on Instagram. Here are the texts she sent me. (translate in english online) I didn't know what she was screaming at the child, but finally I had it translated to English.

"In this video I show her and call my daughter's attention because she lets herself be manipulated by a guy who wants to touch her and sit on her legs and that according to that is normal. I am trying to take care of my daughter from the bad actions of a being who does not act well and for me is a pedophile and you are a pedophile. leave my daughter alone."

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