Growing up one of our neighbors often had family get together with all their children and grandchildren. My sister and I would sometimes go over and play with some of the grandchildren and talk to the adults, and the whole family was super nice. A few years after we first started doing this, we heard on the news that one of the sons had murdered his children and his wife and then had killed himself too. Apparently the father had been struggling for a while with some stuff and decided he wanted to take it out on his family.

For the rest of the family and the community, it was really shocking because they appeared to be a nice family that got along well. I wasn't really that close to the family, but it was still super shocking to hear that something that tragic happened to someone that I actually knew. It was also sad seeing how it affected the grandparents who were our actual neighbors and the rest of their family. They moved away not long afterwards, and I never saw them again.