When I was about 10 years old we lived in a cabin deep in the woods on the out skirts of Sandpoint Idaho. It was a really big two story cabin with an enormous deck with a hot tub in it. My older sister and I didn't get separate rooms but our room was huge. My baby sister slept in my parents room and my other little sister who was almost 3 had her own room.

We lived at the end of a dead end road and people rarely came down it unless they were lost. One morning in October a truck drove up the driveway. We didn't recognize the truck at all so my dad went out to see who it was. They didn't stop when he waved at them but proceeded to run down a blockade at the end of our property and drive in to the woods. My dad came in and told us the story and we just kind of shrugged it off as some nuts.

Later on that evening, I was thinking about 9pm as my older sister and I were sitting down to watch Magnum PI. Remember that show? It was our favorite. My sister was getting ready to do her dialysis, her kidneys had failed the year before and she did home dialysis. She had a tube in her abdomen that drained saline in the cavity to draw out the toxins in her body. She did this draining in and draining out process 3 times a day.

I happened to glance up from the television and see a set of head lights coming up the drive, followed by another and another and another. I got scared and ran up stairs to tell my dad and a friend we had staying over for a while. He told me to go back down and wake up my mom and tell her what was going on. As soon as I got back down stairs, I was shocked to see our house fully surrounded by head lights.

I ran in to my moms room and woke her. She popped up immediately and went to the door that was already being pounded on by a man who had obviously taken classes in door pounding, as he was pretty good at it. My mom opened the door a crack and the guy shoved through the crack knocking my mom back, she hollered "Do you have a warrant?" The man did not identify himself and announced he had one but he was not going to present it.

My mom got back up and asked them to show her or leave. There were about 5 men standing in the living room at that time and they all had their hands on their handguns at their hips. The first man(mr door pounder) told my mom she better cooperate or suffer the consequences. My mom being the smart woman she is obeyed. The men asked if there was anyone else in the house. My mom said yes my two little sisters.

My older sister was crying uncontrollably by this time, she didn't get to start her dialysis and was feeling pretty sick. She had to run to the bathroom to vomit, an armed man accompanied her and stood in the open door watching her. I was feeling pretty numb at this point and holding our dog Rebel's collar as my mom asked me to. He was snapping and growling as soon as they knocked. My mom asked me to go wake up my little sisters and bring them in the living room. I was accompanied both times by an armed man.

The men still had not announced who they were or what their intentions were. They told my mom she better produce the other two occupants in the house or else. My mom had no idea where they were so she could not comply. They then ordered myself and my sisters to go to one of their vehicles while they did an armed search of the house. My mom insisted that we take the dog as the men were looking as if they wanted to shoot him.

I dressed my sisters in their warm winter clothes. I held the baby while my older sister took our little sisters hand and my older sister and I walked hand and hand to the car with armed escorts closely behind. There was a woman inside the car who was all smiles and kept trying to engage us in conversation. I just told her we had no interest in speaking to her. Through the windshield of the car we watched these men parading my mom at gunpoint around the front of our house. They forced her to crawl under the house and forced her to open all the doors. My only theory was she was a shield.

After the house was thoroughly searched and the men decided it was empty they made us go back inside. They made us hold up in my little sisters room together. My mom asked them if my older sister could please do her dialysis as it was going on 1am and she had not done it yet. They said no that she would have to wait until they searched the room where the machine was located. My mom told them to put on gloves and masks as it was a sterile area, they refused. They managed to search it and produce nothing they were looking for.

My sister was finally able to do her exchange of saline bags, while the men sat on the other side of the room watching and smoking. My mom kept telling them that they couldn't do that and they laughed at her. My sister was still throwing up at that time and still in a bit of a catatonic state. She didn't deal well with the whole situation. The men proceeded to tear the whole house apart. They taunted the dog, they ate the cake I had made for my dads birthday. They drank all of our pop, broke our kitchen chairs and almost burned the house down. They didn't know how to operate the wood stove.

By the wee hours of the morning they were done ransacking, tagging and bagging all the stuff they were there for. My dad had disappeared, they had a warrant for him. They were wrapping up the whole operation and said good bye. We had spent several hours in my little sisters room not being allowed food or water or the privacy we needed to relieve our selves.

I don't want sympathy for this whole story I just laid out before you. I just think people need to see there are two sides to all stories. As the title of the story asks.....Who are the real bad guys?