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hey guys

So I'm here again. Telling you amazing people that I can't update. My life has gone to shit. My mother's ex had moved back in with us because she believed that he would change. She was wrong. We were mentally and verbally abused for the past few months to the point where my mother and I sank into depression. I stopped sleeping, she started to drink more. She was a recovering alcoholic until he moved back in. For the past three days we have been fighting against this man. He has almost physically harmed me, and has pushed, pulled and spit at my mother. She and I were called names and were frightened. My youngest sister ended up calling her father who's overheard everything and came racing to get him out of the house. Once he heard that someone was on the way to remove him, he left. Leaving my family shaking. When my aunt got here she was ready to defend us. She ended up staying the night. And I had decided on staying home from school due to my nerves and how I was on the brink of a break down. I also stayed because I was going to protect my mother at all cost. The next morning on Wednesday everyone rushed off to get to the places they were needed. My sister's off to school, my aunt back to her home to care for my grandmother who had cancer of the brain. Leaving me alone with my mother. Not ten minutes after we had gotten settled for the day, hoping for a calm okay day, he came through the door, already yelling at my mother. When he found out that I had stayed home he started to attack me again, making it so that i could only sit there and defend myself. It became clear that this man would no leave us alone. My mother had him start to place his stuff in the end room of our house where he could back his truck up to load his things and leave. All the while he was calling my mother names. Calling me names. He was reaching for anything he could get a hold of. It was a pathetic attempt to get back at us. It grew until my mother locked him out of the main part of the home. The back room has two exits. One has a nice set of stairs and the other is where the other set of stairs would go, but that at the moment was where one could back the truck up to load his things. He started calling my mom vial names, banging on the door telling her how much of a pig and whore she was. She grew tired and grabbed her phone. Attempting to record this. But he stopped talking. Knowing anything he said then would be evidence against him. He was told to load this things and leave, but he decided to jump down the unfinished side of the doors, landing on the cold ground and acted as if he has broken his leg. He sat there for two hours calling my mother names, telling her how awful she was. That she needed to kill herself, that me and her coukd go fuck ourselves. Finally my aunt called and wanted to know how we were doing. When I told her she advised me to tell him that I was going to call the police, that if he didn't leave then he will be charged. Well once he heard me he got up without a problem and came to the front of the house, banging on the locked door yelling at us to let him in. My mother wanted it to be over to she allowed him back into our home where he attacked me again. Saying his leg was broken and that I was going to jail for pushing him out the door. I recorded him saying such things and how he would lie to the police about how he had hurt himself. My aunt called again and said she had called the police and that they were on their way. That man, who claimed that he had a broken leg attacked me again then went to use the bathroom while I walked out of the house. A few moment later my phone rang, it was the dispatch officer, she wanted to know if my mom and I were okay, where the man was, what he was doing. I was polite and answered as best as i could. He had walked out of the house running towards his truck. I was advised by the officer to go into the house and lock the door, help was on the way. Ten minutes before the deputy was here the ex left. Leaving my mother and I to deal with the police. When the deputy was here we gave a detailed report. After a call to his head person we had a protective order (ppo) saying he was not allowed to call, text, or message my mother. Everything was to go through me. When I told him this he said that he wanted to talk to my mother, that my messages were harassment. And tonight around 12 two officers showed up looking for the ex. Mom and I told them that he messaged my mother, begging for her to take him back. But she did not answer because it's against the ppo. After they left we both were shaken up. Right now my dear readers I'm on day three of this mess and in 30 minutes of sleep. I have been crying on and off. Both my eyes are blood shot due to this stress. I am not okay. I am struggling to remain calm. I honestly fear him, and I can't handle the idea of him coming back, to even think about him talking to me. I'm scared and I just wanted you all to know the truth, why I haven't posted anything really for this book.  It's because I have been going through hell. But once it all calms down i will do my best to publish something. I'm just so tired. I can't function all the way, it's hard. 

These were texts from yesterday since then I have not messaged him.