My Mom is a PSYCHOPATH.
by, 8th September 2009 at 11:26 PM (1666 Views)
So, first day of school as a high school senior. I'm excited. A little mad i have to get up at 6am because i have a 0 period. But whatever.
Day goes by okay. I get home, do my math homework, call my mom to tell her about my day. She acts like nothing is wrong. Everything is fine. I chat on here for a bit...
And then it's nearing 9pm my time. I remember my mom said something about cooking dinner, so i try and call her for the millionth time since 7. She answers, and gets mad because i haven't made dinner yet. I reply i had been trying to call but she wouldn't answer.
After a few minutes of whatever, i'm half paying attention and watching TV. Then she rants off and i realize it must be something important, so i ask her to repeat. She responds "Have you even looked at your room?" I haven't, due to the fact i've been upstairs doing homework and messing around on Bulbagarden. So i tell her i haven't, and she goes off telling me a bunch of stuff i have to do in the next hour before bed time.
Well, i reply asking her why she hadn't told me all this before because i could have been doing this all day. She acts like she did me a favor by making me do everything at once. And during all this, i walk down to go into my room to see what she was talking about.
Oh. My. God.
My mattress was stripped of sheets and thrown at an angle laying off my bed frame onto the floor. All my clothes were ripped from my closet and thrown in a corner (which is a LOT of clothes). My plushies are thrown everywhere... my room is a disaster. I'd take pictures, but i start crying when i look at it there. I can't go near my room.
I screamed over the phone "What did you do to my room?!" And she hung up. I called my boyfriend to tell him, but he didn't really say anything so i hung up.
I tried to put sheets on my mattress, but its at such an awkward angle i can't get it back on the frame (too heavy). I can't even think of putting all the clothes back in my closet... that'd take hours (i'm a teenage girl. I have a LOT of clothes).
I called her back about fifteen minutes later and asked her if my brother had done this (he does mean things to me a lot, such as stealing my Pikachu plushie and throwing it on the roof...). She said he didn't and she did everything. I asked her why, and she said she didn't want to argue with me and hung up. Now i'm waiting for her to come home. I don't even know what i did wrong to deserve this. I've been SO good these past few days, even going as far to do almost all the yardwork at our summer cabin in the mountains (and i'm still feeling the burn from all the work i did...).
So what is going on? What do i do? She's going to be home soon, and I'm scared. My room is a mess. I can't possibly sleep in there tonight, and my brother isn't home (not that he'd help). Both my parents will be home, and my dad has a really bad habit of screaming at me when he has nothing to do with the conversation. So even if my mom doesn't end up mad, HE will.
I'm so scared. Help me out here. My dad is gonna scream at me for no reason because thats how he is, and he'll probably trash my accordion (he keeps finding excuses to do that, yet i always hide it fast enough). My mom is going to tell me something I've done wrong that i can't possibly fathom...
What do i do? Help!
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