Monday, June 8, 2015

on the hill

This happened on the hill (the square).  Mom was thrown into a psycho bitch rage.  I don't remember who pissed her off.  But I was about to get my ass kicked bad.  Again.  A teen boy.  Blond curly hair.  Don't remember his name.  It's been too many years.  Mom is going for the ass kicking, and this teen shoves her down while saying "Stay away from the kid".  Mom gets up, glaring at me, with rage in her eye.  The teen shoves her down again, repeating, "Stay away from the kid".  This scene replays it's self a few more times until mom figures out she isn't going to get to kick my ass like her rage wants her do so bad.  So she asks the teen what he wants her to do.  He orders her to the east side of the square.  I am taken to the west side, and given a bottle of pop.  Almost every time mom got pissed, I got my ass kicked bad.  She rarely got stopped psychically like this.  

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