I see this drunk women trying to push me against the wall. Well, Mommy's a drunk...I think. She is screaming like a possessed person. I see a phone and I grab it. She grabs the phone from my hands and smashes it on the floor. That look on her face terrifyes me. You know, all these fights are like a ballet performance. At least I feel like that. She drops on the floor and starts screaming that somebody is killing her. She is screaming for help like a mad person. Suddenly some knock at the door. I go there and I open it. Suddenly 4 officers enter the room, 3 go to my mother and one enters my room and is telling me to go with him.
Police: What happend here, son?
Me: I don't know she just screams like somebody is killing her. I didn't know what shall I do..
Police: Did you hit her?
Me: God, of course not...she is my mother.
Police: That's your statement for this night. You'll write it down here and you will sign.
Me: Yes, of course.
Police 2: We'll take her to the hospital. She is completely lost there. I think we will place her into a psychiatric hospital.
Me: What about me?
Police 2: You will come with us to be a witness so that we can place her there.
Me: I understand..
We didn't had to take my mom by force, she walked on her feet. She got in the ambulance and I got in the police car. After 10 minutes we arrived at the clinic and we placed her there. I arrive home and I see the mess in there. 2 hours later everything was just alright so I went to sleep.
I'm exhausted. I think I did a good thing today..she neded this...
