My Childhood My mother (Martha) and my father (Scott) got married a couple years before they had children. First they had my older sister (Dottie) and then two years later they had my twin sister (Shelby) and I. They were both really big druggies before they had us. My mom did meth and by dad did cocaine. My dad did his drug around us while we were younger, but my mom never did hers around us.
They were having a get together one night and my father saw us walking around the house with all these druggies and decided he needed to change. So he threw his cocaine down the drain. Someone called the cops and my parents got us taken away from them. We had to go live with our grandparents for a couple of months. While we…show more content… My dad lost in court, but still kept fighting for us. He still got to see us every other weekend and we would tell him how our mom would be in her room all the time with a whole bunch of people. How we had to make our own dinner. How we had to force her to wake up in the mornings.
We were in middle school now. Shelby and I were in sixth grade and Dottie was in ninth grade. We were about three months into the school year. It was around October or November of 2009. I was down at my friends house playing in the snow. We were trying to build a snow fort and we were sledding. I was supposed to be home when the street light came on, but my mom let me stay out longer. My sisters were at home with my grandma and my mom was out getting food.
My friend and I start to walk up to my house. We get there and there are cars everywhere like usual. I open the door and my grandma told me that my friend needed to go home that she couldn’t be in our house. I was confused. . . I walk inside the house and there are cops everywhere and my mom, her boyfriend, aunt. and uncle were in handcuffs. My mom’s room looked like tornado went through it and turned everything upside…show more content… They said “The cops knocked down the back door.” Shelby was making dinner, grandma was in the living room watching tv, and Dottie was in our bedroom watching tv. Dottie said “They put their gun in my face because they thought I was mom.” Everyone was crying and I was still so confused on what was going on.
Finally everyone leaves. My aunt and uncle got put in the back of a paddy wagon and taken away. We find out that we can’t live with our mom anymore. So the next day at school we had to say goodbye to all of our friends. Our mom pulls up to the school to pick us up, Dottie is already in the car and as soon as Shelby and I get in we all start crying. My mom then calls my step mom and ask if they could come pick us up so we could live with them.
We get home pack our stuff and wait for our step mom to come get us. We give our hugs to our mom and say see ya later. We climb into the truck. Our mom says thank you to our step mom and we pull away. Our mom ended up going to jail for eight days and then having to go to MECCA for
