Wednesday, November 15, 2006
Ooh, lets play a game!!
I don't know why, but for the past week everytime I have a moment memories of my grandma keep coming back to me. Like this one time, she was pulling me around the kitchen by my hair because I said something to her. I don'd remember exactly what it was but apparently she didn't like it. So she was smaking me around and I keep seeing my sister screaming at grandma to stop but she kept going. Yelling at me and cussing at me. Then Beth started screaming for grandpa to come and make her stop. I don't really know why this keeps coming back but I seriously wish it would stop. And another time is when I was in elementary school. I think it was fourth or fifth grade or somewhere around there. Anyways, my grandma was pissed off at me because I forgot to do the dishes and so she chased me around the island in the kitchen screaming at me and trying to grab the back of my shirt. I barely got away from her though, but I did. But the next day I was talking to the school councilor (who is a good friend of mine) and I told her what happened. Whats sad is that I was excited that I had gotten away from her. Who does that? I dont know, but I dont get the people in my family. They all waste their time telling me that they didnt like the way that she treated my sister and I. but yet they stood back and did NOTHING. They may have said to stop being so mean a couple times but she kept on doing it and they kept turning their backs. If they were truly sorry then they should have done something. Is it that mentality where you dont mess with other peoples kids? Cuz if it is then that rule needs to be thrown out as soon as possible.
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Yup, I remember alot of that stuff, too. In fact, that's pretty much ALL I remember about her. Which is why I was so bitter for so long. All of them blamed her high blood pressure, but I have researched, and you don't become abusive simply because your blood pressure is high. But oh well. I agree, though, that it should have stopped. Not only because it was wrong, but because a child in foster care is there for a reason, and therefore should be handled with care, not continued abuse. I mean, shit, didn't you go through enough? You were just a baby..
Ok, Flappy. Time for a new posting brimming with brilliance. Yes'm, you inspired mine, but in a good way. That's what literature is all about. Don't feel bad about anything, cause I actually liked my post and might just keep it around for awhile instead of throwing it away. Hmmm. Hey, look what you made me do! I said Hmmmm. lol
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