Re: my name is Lindsey

One time I was eating cereal at the table while dad was cleaning his dad's police gun. He started crying and put the gun in his mouth. I screamed and knocked over my bowl. Milk went everywhere. Look what you did!

I'm crying. What are you doing Daddy?

Mama came into the kitchen and he said "why don't you ask you mother?" She didn't know he had the gun and he whipped around and jumped real fast and shoved her into the refrigerator. I ran into my room and I heard him yell if you take my babies away from me I will kill you.

It's things like that I can't forget and want to talk about. I hope Mama doesn't mind me talking about this, but it's part of my life, too.




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