Mother

I found my journal after not seeing it for a few years, so some stories may be out of order.

Night of April 17, 2011

She looked like my moms cousin, but I think she was my mom. She hated me for some reason, so she would keep me locked up in a room and would torture me and let my younger sister join in as well. She really hated me and wanted to hurt me as much as she could. She wanted to break my ribs but I begged her not to, so she broke my leg instead. It didn't hurt but I cried just to satisfy her and so she wouldn't hurt me again because I didn't cry. I had to take care of Ami and my little sister with my broken leg. I was giving Ami the bottle and helping my sister with homework. Then my sister decided to help me escape. Mom had cameras all around to keep an eye on me. So my sister would tell me the best time I was able to limp my ass out of the way of the cameras. Eventually mom figured out we were trying to get out so she came after us. I wasn't taking it any more so I met her. Some how I was able to hang her down a slide and swing her by her hair to beat her. My sister called the cops and they brought Jesus with them. While in the hospital I saw on the news that mom went crazy and started shooting a lot of people. The cops shot at her but she got away...so she's on the run. We went back home with our dad and tried to forget everything but she was every where in that house. My sister felt bad for how she treated me but I knew it wasn't her fault. Then dad says, "What's that bright light?" Then, a BOOM. It was mom, she had a grenade launcher. She wanted revenge.