[RKDinOKC]

The neighborhood we moved away from would have been better to have a meth lab. Instead, we had a crack house across the street. I think the house was haunted or possessed because 3 different families after living there became drug dealers and it was going on converting the fourth from normal to crack dealers when we moved away.

It was interesting to watch slowly happen. At first they would be a normal clean cut couple keeping the house all nice and clean. Then they would start yelling and screaming at each other obviously having marital problems even with the police showing up. Then the guy would disappear (not even show up for kids). Then another druggy lookin dude would move in with the chick. Then it would turn into a trashed out crack house. Then they would get popped and the house would sell, then it would start over with the next owners.

The first went to cocaine instead of crack. Crack wasn't the thing yet. She and her new guy moved to a nicer area, but left her daughter there. The daughter got married and became the second victim of the cycle. Divorce, new guy, drugs, go away.