Youth Gang Home Invasion – Victorian Style

The government of Victoria doesn’t want you to know this – but Protect Victoria believes you should know

This is Victoria – Australia’s most lawless state.

 Hayden Bradford

March 2017


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In this story, for the obvious reason, I have changed names and not mentioned the locations. This is deliberate. The living like the dead are entitled to their peace and privacy. What I hope I haven’t changed is the emotions, the experience, the details, the pain and the utter despair of what it’s like to be the victims of a violent home invasion which are conducted frequently by Victorian youth gangs. These feelings are exacerbated because the offenders of such crimes, when and if caught are granted easy bail to commit similar offences again and again. 

‘Do the crime, and you’ll get bail in no time.’

Victorian Youth Gang member’s opinion of the bail laws


The tall glass window on the front of the two-story house belonging to the Anderson family, shattered as Okot threw a brick at it. Strangely it didn’t make a loud noise as you would expect at 2:30 am in the still morning. The noise was more of a popping sound, followed by a quiet shattering of glass. Asleep upstairs in this house was Michael and his six-month pregnant wife Stephanie, and their two children Charlie and Katrina. Charlie was 12 and Katina was 9. The children were asleep in their bedrooms.

This wasn’t the first time the gang had been near the Anderson home as Okot and Alghaliy had been casing the place for a couple of weeks. The gangs of Victoria call it missioning. The way it works is the victim’s addresses are stalked to see the type and model of car they have. Prestige late model cars are a bonus to the gangs. The possible victims address is also missioned to assess if it shows any signs of wealth. Things like empty TV boxes lying on the nature strip, bikes in view, boats on trailers parked in the yard, etc. indicate to a gang on a missioning task, the residence displays a sign of wealth. This is what missioning is all about.

The Anderson’s house had become the target as Okot and Alghaliy had spotted an Audi and a relatively new Holden parked in their driveway. They had buyers lined up. They liked houses which had tall wide windows as this gave them easy access and departure to and from the residence. Two other youths, Mustapha, and Khari were involved as well. Mustapha would drive the arrival car which was a stolen vehicle, and Khari would be an assistant to the crime to grab phones and wallets and any other valuables which could be grabbed and carried quickly and easily. Once the job was done, Mustapha and Khari would speed off in the arrival car, and the boys would all meet up in a park to show off their spoils and brag about what they did. Then they would move to the selling point.

Once the window shattered, the gang moved quickly. They had their modus operandi down pat. Experience does this to you, and these boys had a lot of experience between them when it came to home invasions. At the time of this offence Okot and his three friends, Alghaliy, Mustapha, and Khari, were out on bail for similar offences. Sadly and frighteningly, in the state of Victoria in Australia, gang members who commit violent crimes such as home invasions, carjacking’s, gang bashings, and other forms of gang-related crime are more often than not, given bail by the judicial system.

At the time of smashing their way into the Anderson house, Okot, Mustapha, and Alghaliy were on bail for two similar offences. Khari, who sometimes ran with another gang had been bailed three times for various gang-related crime activities including two violent carjacking’s. No other state in Australia allows this, only in Victoria. The continual bailing for violent offenders is an insult to victims who continue to suffer long after violent offenders are set free. Some victims never recover. Yet, The Victorian government and Victorian Magistrates believe that by giving young offenders of violent crime continual bail assists them to rehabilitate.

On this early morning, the gang’s modus operandi was simple and effective. Smash the large front glass window, get in, get what we want, and then leave the area quickly. Home invasions are easy pickings. You overwhelm the occupants of the house with so much violence and noise they’ll gladly give you what you want so as to protect themselves.

The noise of shattering glass woke Michael and Stephanie from their sleep. They both looked at each other in the bleary darkness. Michael turned on his bedroom light and walked to their bedroom doorway. That’s as far as he got. Okot and Mustapha set upon him with a sudden flurry of punches. The attack was sudden and frenzied. Michael didn’t even have the chance to get his baseball bat from behind his bed. He kept this to protect his family. Unfortunately, this is how a lot of people live their lives in Victoria. This too is a new norm for us. We go to bed at night worried, scared, and frightened because we don’t know if tonight is our turn to be attacked or not. Hence the baseball bat, the cricket bat, and other equipment behind our beds brings us a little comfort, not much, just a little.

The intensity of the punches knocked Michael off balance and backwards. He crashed to the floor ending up on his back. Okot and Mustapha didn’t let up on him. They began to kick him as he lay on the ground. He felt his ribs crack and break from the ferocity of the attack. As he passed out, Michael could taste the blood and feel the spots where his missing teeth once lived. Michael briefly recalls seeing a pipe-like object coming down on him. He lost consciousness to the sound of his wife screaming in utter terror.

While Michael had been copping his beating, Alghaliy had gone around to Stephanie’s side of the bed and commenced dragging the now hysterical 6-month pregnant woman out of her bed. Khari jumped on the bed and began kicking the distressed Stephanie out of bed. She crashed onto the floor landing on her stomach. She rolled over on her side to try and defend herself, and when she did, Alghaligy stomped on her stomach twice, hard. He laughed as he did it.

‘My baby, my baby,’ Stephanie screamed in both pain and concern for her unborn child.

‘Where are your f***ing keys to your car you slut?’ Alghaligy yelled. ‘Give us the keys to your cars and your mobile phone and your wallets, you whore, or I’ll shove this knife up your c*** and you’ll have a free abortion.’

Alghaligy produced a machete from his belt and held it between Stephanie’s legs; the point of the blade resting against her vagina. ‘How do you like that you white trash whore. I might f*** you up the arse while I’m here. Where’s your phone, where are your car keys, where are your wallets?’

Throughout this violent home invasion, Stephanie was referred to often as a slut and white trash. ‘You’re garbage. Soon we will rule Melbourne.’

Stephanie kept yelling at her attackers to leave her family alone. She kept pointing to where the wallets and car keys and phones belonging to Michael and her lay. On top of the dressing table in their bedroom. That’s where they were. The gang could have easily taken them. There was no need for the bashings.

Charlie and Katrina, awoken by the noise and the screams appeared suddenly at the bedroom doorway. The kids were immediately grabbed by Okat and Mustapha. They attempted to have the young kids perform a sex act on each other while they laughed at them. The kids refused, more so because, given their young age, they didn’t know what to do. Okat replied by hitting Charlie on the head with his pipe. The wack split Charlie’s head open. He collapsed on the floor. He never knew what hit him. Katrina stood where she was and urinated. She was terrified.

Michael was a keen duck hunter. In his and Stephanie’s bedroom and was a firearms safe which contains two shotguns and ammunition. All secured and stored in accordance with Police regulations and the relevant firearms law. It was Alghaliy who spotted it.

‘Where’s the f***ing keys to the safe,’ he yelled.

Stephanie, who was vomiting and feeling weak from the loss of blood hesitated with her answer. Alghaliy grabbed Katrina by the neck with one hand and unzipped the fly of his trousers with the other.

He grabbed his dick and screamed at Stephanie to tell him where the key to the firearms safe was, or he was going to f***k her daughter up the arse.

Stephanie yelled, ‘No, no, please I beg you, no please leave her alone. She is a child. The key is in the top draw of the dressing table. Please take what you want and leave us, please, in the name of God I beg you.’

The gang laughed. One of them said, ‘We’re God, you white bitch.’

Alghaliy let go of Katrina to grab the key for the firearms safe. Stephanie saw this and yelled at Katrina to run. Terrified as she was, she did. In sheer fright, she bounded down the stairs and straight out of their house, running through the broken large window. Her feet were cut to pieces on the broken glass. She collapsed on the front nature strip. She screamed from the pain, the panic and the terror. Remember she was only 9 years of age.

Meanwhile, two shotguns and a couple of boxes of ammunition were removed from the safe by Alghaliy and Khari. The gang had what they wanted, and a bonus, the firearms. As they moved quickly to leave with their stolen loot, Alghaliy bent down and slashed Michael’s face with his machete as he rushed past him. This home invasion had lasted less than five minutes. It was quick, and it was violent. A typical home invasion in Victoria.

Okat and Mustapha jumped into Michael’s and Stephanie cars and sped off. Alghaliy and Khari slid into the seats of the car they had arrived in and drove off at a breakneck pace. This car would be later found out of fuel and abandoned. When it had ran out of fuel, Alghaliy and Khari did not panic. They stopped on the street, forcing a couple of cars to pull up behind them. The boys then jumped out of their car and pointed the barrel of a 12 gauge shotgun at the driver of one of the cars, and told her to get out. She did as she was instructed. She was knocked senseless to the ground as Khari smashed her twice in the face with the butt of the shotgun. When she thumped to the ground, she was also kicked her a couple of times. Khari and Alghaliy fled the scene in the woman’s car.

To the government of Victoria, the Victorian judicial system, and the Police, she was just a number, just another statistic of a violent carjacking, another victim. But to their family, their friends, and to many people in Victoria, they were the Anderson Family.

Stephanie would survive the bashing, but her broken jaw, nose and missing teeth would take a long time to recover. She no longer drives and refuses to go out at night. Months after the event, she is still traumatised.

Katrina’s yelling attracted the attention of the neighbours. Some rushed to the family’s aid. A triple 000 call was made. The Ambulance response was quick. The Police response was less so. This is what happens when the State of Victoria has an under-strength and under-resourced Police Force.

The paramedics called for more assistance as they immediately set about trying to save Stephanie and her unborn baby. They saved Stephanie, but not her baby. Some of Stephanie’s ribs had been broken in the assault. She miscarried and lost her baby on the floor of her bedroom.

More paramedics arrived. One the crews were on their fourth home invasion for the evening. Charlie and Michael were attended to where they lay.

Charlie was alive but unconscious. He would be in a coma for two months. Charlie would later commit suicide due to the trauma of this home invasion.

Michael would require years of plastic surgery to repair the damage to his face. Eventually, he would spiral into deep depression because he felt guilty that he was unable to defend and protect his family on this night. He is still in care.

Katrina would recover from her cut feet. But, because of the trauma, she suffered that night; she also would go into deep depression. She has withdrawn from the world and shut herself off from everyone. She has no friends. Stephanie is attempting to home school her as Katrina is too frightened to attend school. She too is still in care and is a regular admission into a psychiatrist hospital.

Today the Andersons live like boxed-in rats. They have five surveillance cameras observing their property. Michael cannot stop watching the monitor screens for early warnings of another home invasion. They have had roller screens installed on all their windows and anti-crime doors installed.

Michael’s shotguns were replaced through insurance. He now leaves the safe open as it gives him quick access to a shotgun upstairs. This shotgun is always loaded. Downstairs, he keeps another shotgun loaded and behind the kitchen fridge. This is how some people are forced to live in Victoria. The Andersons have also purchased two Doberman dogs.

The questions Michael and Stephanie keep asking, we all keep asking, is why does the Victorian judicial system allow violent young criminals out on bail? Why won’t current the government of Victoria legislate, so as Victorian magistrates with their marsh-mellow backs are not so easily intimidated by violent youth gangsters? It is this intimidation and lack of legislation which allows for violent home invasions, carjacking’s, bashings and other violent youth gang behaviour to flourish in Victoria.

For fear of being accused of stereotyping people, let me say I am fully aware young white people with Australian/Anglo names are also involved in violent home invasions, carjacking’s and other gang-related crime. However, on the night I have written about, the offenders were black. They are part of the ever-growing Sudanese youth and African gangs which flourishes in Victoria.

Victorian people have every right to believe we have been deserted by a state government and a judicial system which has taken away from us our safety and security. Amongst the gang culture in Victoria exists an often said saying, ‘Do the crime, you’ll make bail in no time.’

Sadly, this has been proven to be correct, not once, not twice, but regularly under the current government of Victoria’s ‘soft on crime policies’ and a God-awful judicial system which continually fails to meet community expectations. Both need replacing.

At the time of writing this article a teenager facing 78 charges was given bail, despite breaching his bail conditions 10 times previously. Once again, the Victorian government and Victorian Magistrates believe that by giving young offenders of violent crime continual bail assists them to rehabilitate. In most cases it doesn’t.