This GoFundMe is to help me, Andrea Prasad, Alvin Prasad's younger daughter and in my dad's own words - 'real bff' with being able to pay for a deposit and a continued monthly rent for an apartment, after my Dad's passing. My dad passed away from his injuries due to being assaulted. It was also a hate crime. My dad, Alvin Prasad was assaulted on November 1, 2025. I was there. I saw his head hit the concrete, I yelled for him without a reply back, I called 911, I visited the hopsital often (me & my mom visited the most), I was the first back to the hopsital minutes after he passed away, I saw the death written on his face, I was alone with him, I have the trauma, but I won't give up. My dad was a very vibrant gay man. I've been living in my dads house since October 2024. While my dad was in the hospital, my Uncle said the only option was selling his house even though I've been able to pay for everything on time. After my dad passed away, talk of selling my dad's house stopped. When discussions of a funeral started, my Uncle brought up selling the house again. I was against it since I could pay for my dad's house and didn't want to have to kick out my roommates who are more like friends than just roommates. In fact one roommate, Jonathon Wisniske, was the one who helped police catch the man who assaulted my dad. Without Jonathon there would be no chance at justice for my dad. Jonathon doesn't deserve to be homeless because of my family not caring. I found a way to convince my Uncle and other family agreeing to sell the house to not do so, until recently (March 2026). My Uncle has brought it up again, saying it is the only way to take my grandma's name off of the deed. I told my grandma that she could just put in her will that the house will be transfered to my dads next of kin after she passes and everything will be fixed. My Uncle has been harassing me and threatened me about selling my dads house. Apart of the pictures on here is a screenshot of the threat that my uncle sent me all because I wanted to talk to my grandma (who's on the deed) instead of him, the estranged brother of my dad. My dad and my Uncle were no longer on talking terms. Last thing my Uncle ever texted my dad was 'you're crazy.' 'You need help'. 'Something is wrong with you.' I had a witness hear the phone calls with my grandma so I wouldn't be called untrustworthy or a liar. Yet I was still looked at as a liar, the truth being disregarded even though I had proof/witnesses. My feelings, the facts, my dads wishes have been disregarded. My dad trusted me to make sure that I'd do what is right or at least fight for it. And that's what I'm doing. I am fighting. I am fighting for my dad's wishes and because you don't disrespect the dead. This house used to be a safe haven, a place of happiness and acceptance without judgment and disrespect, but now it's tainted. It's filled with depression, panic, fear, heartache and sadness. I can't look at these walls without wanting to sob and scream. An apartment for me and my two roommates would be best. A fresh start to keep my dads memories safe and continue the memories. Because right now, my dad's memories are being treated like trash, thrown out. My dad was never planning to sell his house even after moving to Palm Springs. If I can't afford an apartment that accepts large dogs, I'll have to give my dog up for adoption. My dog is severely traumatized from neglet/abuse from a past owner so she isn't re-adoptable, meaning the shelter would possibly euthanize her. I've already lost my dad to an unfair death, I don't want to lose my dog to a an unfair death as well. I've done nothing to my family for this to happen. My fight is for my dad's wishes to be respected. This is my dad's house, not my grandma's house, not my uncle's house. My family needs to do right. This isn't right. I found a journal entry from my dad and it stated 'my younger daughter, my real "bff" -Alvin Prasad. I'm more than just his younger daughter. Even while physically sick from the distress my uncle has caused by threatening and harassing me, I'll still fight. People will know the truth. People will know what's actually happening. And yes, my uncle said I'd get a portion of what comes from selling the house, but my worry is, will it be in time for me to find an apartment, probably not. I can't wait on his words or my grandma's words when they've both thrown my dad's wishes away. With all that I've said, any donation is greatly appreciated, but not necessary With love and support,   #justiceforalvinprasad #justiceforalvinprasadshome