Sunday, October 21, 2007

Yesterday was the most terrifying day of my life. So, you all know how my mom was in the hospital? Well, my grandma, grandpa, and I went to visit her, but when we got there they said she left. She signed herself out, they let her go because she threatened to sue them. So, she got home, and she was still agitated and everything. Then she was talking on the phone and saying how she was going to slit her throat. I called 911, and they came and got her. Then we went to visit her at the hospital, and they were discharging her. Well, she seemed fine in the car. My grandma dropped us off, and we got in the house and my grandpa was there. She was fine. Then she called her boyfriend, and she got angry. She said she was going to go for a ride, but neither of us would let her go. My grandpa had her car keys, and the two of them were wrestling over them, and I jumped on my mom's back, and was trying to get her to stop. Then she grabbed his hand and she was like, "If you don't give me them I'll break your hand." So, my grandpa and I both started crying. She started whaling on my grandpa. Punching him in the face. I was inches away from her face screaming at her at the top of my lungs, and she pushed me away. She continued to hit my grandpa. So, I ran down to my friend Ariel's house and asked them to call 911. When I came back she was choking my grandpa on the couch, and I grabbed her and tried getting her off. I kept hugging her and saying, "I want my mommy back. What happened to you?" And she pushed me away again. Then she tried smothering my grandpa with a sheet to get the car keys. My grandpa ran down the hallway and out the door. Then my mom ran into the kitchen, and I screamed. I knew immediately she was going to do something worse. She got these meat skewers, three of them. I ran after her, jumped on her back, and she dropped one of them, and my grandpa was trying to keep the door shut, but then she got it open. She ran out and choked him, and thank god Ariel's mom was there. She grabbed one hand, and I grabbed the other. Finally the police came and they took her away in handcuffs. She looked at my grandpa with the most hate in her eyes and said, "You're dead to me." Then she looked at me and said in a cheery voice, "I love you though, Brittany." I just started bawling. I couldn't believe it. We were only trying to keep her safe. She was going to hurt herself, or someone else. So, we were trying to keep her there. She's in the state hospital now. They won't release her from there, so that's good. She needs help. She can't be in contact with me or my grandpa for four days. My grandpa has big bruises on both his arms, and scratches all along his face. She bit his hand and took a chunk of skin. Anyway, this weekend has been the worst weekend ever. I was crying through the whole thing. I even wrote on the wall, "I love you mom" and "DON'T DO ANYTHING!" on the book case, and I wrote her note, and there was tear smudges on it. I didn't want her to kill herself, if they didn't admit her to the hospital and she had to go home.

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