Chapter 2

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She didn't want to get snatched by my grandmother, and beaten like she used to, but, she thought that maybe, her grandmother was trying to say she was sorry...She was so naive!


She took a few slow steps to the door, the yelling had stopped, she thought, maybe, grandma's gone.


She opened the door and to her shock, Mercy was trying to take her father away downstairs!

She was grabbing him and pulling him, he was pulling away. Lily was angry, her mother was pulling her father and the next thing she knew, there was screaming and a punching sound in the air, she had hit her grandmother.


All that abuse from her grandparents finally came out in a rage that could NOT be hidden. Only drawn out by Mercy trying to steal her father away...My sister couldn't believe what she did...


She HIT her grandmother, after a few seconds she started crying, unable to believe what just happened, "I'm Sorry!!!! I'm Sorry!!!! I'm Sorry!!!!" she was crying hysterically, my father went to her, and held her...


I imagined my grandmother, Mercy, was furious, having her son wanting to stay away from her! Pulling away! And then her granddaughter, the one she despised most, hit her in front of them! Having fallen to the floor! And they comforted her!


She grabbed my sister, my sister was in complete pain, and she yelled "who do you think you are, huh?! Family!? Something special!? Maybe you expect EVERYTHING to go your way!? I'll show you! Take everything from me! EVERYTHING!! My son! My life! Had to give up everything!!!!"


"What did you have to give up!? I didn't take anything from you! I tried to hide what you did to me! Do you know, that I cry!? In my room! All the time! Because of YOU! Mom and dad tried to take care of me! But you! You beat me!" my sister told Mercy, I think she told me that Mercy was insanely angry, 'cause her eyes started to look like a raging fire, just waiting to burn her to death."Is THAT all you have to say?" the anger in her voice, was starting to grow and rise, just like the anger she had then, "Wow, I thought I was ignorant! I tried to COPE with you! YOU! You don't know... Do you want me to hurt you, NOW!?!?" the pain increasing, she knew Mercy was tightening her grip intentionally to cause pain, her fear grew.If her grandmother Got any angrier, she'd probably kill her.


Her father jumped in and he had his gun, grabbed his daughter, pulled her close, pointed the gun at his mother, and told her "mom if all you want is me to love you... Then try loving my daughter! I tried to think differently of you! When we lived with you, I thought you were stressed! When I found out what you did to my daughter, I thought you were mentally ill...!! well... now I know what's wrong with ya... Get out of my house! And if you don't! There are two ways this could go! Either I shoot you! Or call the police! Choose one! CHOOSE!!!!"


My grandmother was devastated, and distraught. She couldn't believe what she heard, her own son... Saying those things... It hurt... She started crying and said "Well... I don't know...""You don't know? I'm calling the police!" and my father went for the phone and called the police...


She was charged with child abuse, my dad won the case, the judge gave her 7 years...When my sister was 15, my big brother, Colby who was born in 1999 was a happy baby, laughed a lot, cried a little, but not too much, when he turned 1, a BIG birthday party was thrown, a few days later, we were born, My brother, Jason and me, Voila.

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