Hello, this is Brandon Gbolie, a previous resident that was recently evicted.
	I'm writing this letter to not only apologize for what happened with the apartment,  but to share my side, as I already know my previous roommate, Awut Lual, went out of her way to throw me under the bus completely and utterly with lies. So I'm sharing my side in an attempt to make the weight of the eviction not fall on me as heavily without having to escalate it to court.

	I myself am a very quiet, to-myself individual who dislikes drama and being involved in loud situations. My roommate and everyone associated with her are the opposite. From the first day of the apartment, the first night was spent with her and her boyfriend arguing and screaming and going in and out of the house up til 5 or 6 AM with no consideration for anyone else in the house or the neighbors. This was already a tell-tale sign that the apartment was doomed from the beginning. At some point within the first week, I tried to discuss the room situation with my roommate, and she lashed out, twisted my words to instigate confrontation, banged on the walls, and threatened to leave cold turkey so I'd be stuck with an apartment I can't afford on my own.

	I left the apartment and went to work to avoid more conflict, only to come home and find the sink to the bathroom broken with nobody having an explanation. A little while later, she broke the living room window because she was mad at her boyfriend for some ridiculous reason. She had multiple people in the apartment causing noise all of the time when they shouldn't be there, and I can have people verify that I haven't been responsible for anything that happened in the apartment as well as what she and her boyfriend have caused and broken.

	There was even a point where her boyfriend was going crazy, going in and out the apartment, bodyslamming his girlfriend and my other female friend, and yelling and screaming, and cops were called to the apartment. I told the police I and my roommate were just arguing to diffuse the situation and take the blame so as to make sure everybody was good, which is amazing considering how one-sidedly I'm being thrown under the bus now. I want to reiterate, all of the noise complaints and disorderly conduct complaints, I have literally 0 ties to and they've all been because of her and her boyfriend and whatever other company she chooses to invite. I honestly don't know what most of the noise complaints even pertained to as I was at work and when I came home was told about the notice. I don't even play music and I'm not a loud person who causes drama. So for them to say I'm to blame for everything that happened in the apartment is a complete and utter lie that I'd be willing to go to court over.

	The events on the Monday of the week of the eviction notice are as follows: I had an interview for a good job Tuesday morning, and we were drinking the night prior. At some point I passed out, and the people in the apartment thought it would be hilarious to write inappropriate things all over my face and body(inappropriate putting it lightly). Then woke me up and told me to go look at myself. Keep in mind, I have an INTERVIEW with no way to remove PERMANENT MARKER, so I was understandably upset. Now, everybody barring two other females that were present basically made me out to be psycho and that I shouldn't be upset I guess because I'm someone who's supposed to be non-chalant and ok with everything and nobody's supposed to take me seriously. Made it seem like my reaction was wrong and I was being demonized for my reaction when I was just mad at the lack of consideration. My roommate, Awut, kept boosting, provoking and instigating the situation and at some point physically attacked me. In a place we were living previously, a similar situation happened where the police ended up looking for her because she was shouting to the whole neighborhood her intentions to kill me after beating me. She's an incredibly abusive person who's beaten me severely in the past for no real reasons and I forgive and forget, but the last place I'm going to get beat is an apartment I don't even feel at home in. I pushed her in self defense like a normal human would, and she called the police on me. Her boyfriend can bodyslam her over french fries while she makes excuses for him, and I get the police called on me for defending myself.

	Every attempt to be left alone was met with more instigation and provocation. Not just from her, but her boyfriend and her reckless thieving friends. I couldn't even go into my room without getting attacked. My memory is blurry, but according to two other mutual unbiased friends that were there, I even got attacked by her boyfriend and their other little friend.

	I was homeless for most of last year so this apartment meant more to me than anything, and she called my father to come take me out of my apartment and throw me out of the apartment. The apartment I called for months to find a vacancy, then excitedly put the deposit and more than half the rent down just to secure the apartment that meant more to me than anything. My father, who hasn't shown concern for the odd places I've had to sleep or the things I've been through in my homelessness, was called to see me in my broken state of being mentally and physically on the defensive in the place I'm supposed to call home and was told that I attacked her for no reason in a drunken stupor and that I had to go. Without going into detail, I've lost a few places to rest my head because of my roommate Awut, and it has all involved her violent outbursts and manic tantrums that leave me with no place to sleep as she goes about her life. My getting this apartment with her was me having faith that something had changed in her and that we can make this work, because we’ve had the plan to get an apartment together for a long time.  So for me to get to the point where I finally have something I can call my own, only for everything to turn out how it did, with me being painted as the villain in a vindictive and manipulative twisted way and getting police called on me for defending myself along with a whole lot previous events and feelings I don't feel would be relevant to type up, something in my brain snapped. In under a month the one thing I was most proud the past few years of my life was taken from me in some twisted sequence of events. After being thrown out of my own apartment, I was outside screaming my suicidal intentions and that nobody gives a fuck(excuse the language, I’m quoting myself) about me, generally having a complete mental breakdown, and ended up being taken to the hospital by the police in a manic suicidal fit. While I was in the hospital for 3 days, not only was my roommate stealing my money, she told you the lie that I'm responsible for everything that's happened. I even have scars from the night that look like nails were dug into me and nobody has an explanation.


	Putting it frankly, I haven't been responsible for ANYthing. I haven't broken anything, and I haven't caused anything and I can have people speak for the kind of person I am. I can have people that were frequently at the apartment that can explain the difference in how that apartment was treated between me versus her.  She and her boyfriend used my suicidal fit as a scapegoat to paint me as the villain and throw me under the bus completely for a situation she completely instigated and to say that I'm responsible for everything that's happened. I haven't even lived there since the Monday of everything that happened that caused the eviction and you yourself told me they still got more complaints. I was using whatever money she didn't steal from me to get hotels and haven't been associated with the apartment since the event. I can only take so much responsibility for what happened that ONE night as she literally instigated the whole situation and I have witnesses even in her boyfriend's family that can attest. I'm just writing this in an attempt to share my side so I can at least have a chance to get another apartment and have a stable place to lay my head without this eviction having too much weight against me because of lies. My intention was to have the apartment so everyone could have a place they can comfortably call home, and their intention was to use me to get in, throw me under the bus throw me away and keep the apartment I worked for more than anyone without a second thought. I would really appreciate if you would read this and get back to me just so I can know if my telling of my side makes any difference. I've given up on trying to make her completely responsible for what's broken and now I'm just desperately trying to wash my hands of everything so I can get an apartment without making the god-awful mistake of rooming with manipulative, lying, vindictive people. I thank you very much for taking the time to read this.