An Experience I Will Never Forget

That day was a very emotional day for me. I don’t ever want to relive that day. It all started when my family and I went to my grandmother’s house. We were going over there for dinner. I had been there for about an hour and my mom was getting suspicious of me going in and out of the house. My mom decided to search through my tattered and beat up olive green coat. I was hoping that she would not check my pocket because they had giant holes in them and everything I put in my pockets goes down into my coat. My mom put her hand into my left pocket and reached all the down into the coat and pulled out a pack of cigarettes. She then tore them into nothing then through them in the trash. I started to cry and I ran out of the house. I started walking with no idea of where I was going. Not too long after I started walking, I finally thought of a place to go. My goal was to walk to my grandfather’s house. I decided that I wanted to walk to my grandfather’s house because at that time I thought that he would be the only to understand the situation. I later found out that I was walking in the opposite direction of where he lived. I was walking for about two hours. I then decided the walk back to my grandmother’s house. When I got there, my parents were gone.
I asked my grandmother, “Where did Mommy and Daddy go?”
She told me, “They went to go look for you.”
My parents came back about fifteen minutes later. When they got back they said,
“We are going to take to Aspen Point so that they can take you to Cedar Springs. We are leaving again to go to the police station to tell them that we found you. We will be back.”
As soon as they left, I burst out in tears.
I kept saying, “I don’t want to go back to the mental hospital!”
My grandmother sat there and talked to me. Then all of a sudden I felt a hand touch my right arm. A sudden chill ran all throughout my body. I started to cry harder.
My grandmother asked, “Why are you crying so hard? It’s not that bad.”
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