Like I said, I skipped school. I went home at the noon break, when you'd just be going home for lunch or something like that. No, I just went home to stay. That was my intent, to go home and stay. When I got there, Nadine, one of my sisters, she tried to keep me from knowing that my older sister was upstairs, but my mother wasn't. So I said, What's going on? " I was surprised to see her home too. "What's going on? " "Shirley's upstairs in the bathroom. Don't go up there. " I said, "Okay," knowing them and their attitudes about things. I just left it alone. But I kept thinking, something's wrong. Then I got to thinking, where is Mom? Where's Mom? If Shirley's home, where is my mother? "Mom's at the hospital. " "The hospital? For what? " Then I began to question things like that in my mind. Eventually I got it out of them that she had been hit by a car. That's the way I got it. We were waiting all day that day for someone to tell us that she was going to be all right. That's all we wanted to know. Was she going to be all right? We waited all day that Friday. Saturday, they got a hold of my grandmother, who was very distant to my mother in her growing up and in her - they'd never got along. So that was a problem there. But my grandmother was there. She broke the family up, because she put us in - they call it a detention home. The kids hadn't done anything wrong. Why were we going to the detention home? The thing that got me the most mad was the games that they played with me about things concerning my mother's death. Shirley and Nadine got together, and they schemed up an idea to keep me from going to the funeral home to see my mother. I said, "You better get out of here. " I was really upset. But this they had done other times, little - like I told you, I'm ready to give you the other side of the book. I said, wait a minute. Why aren't they telling me something about my mother or what's going on with the funeral home. The funeral home came and gave us the service with their cars to take the kids to the funeral home so they could see their mother the last time. I went. I saw her in her casket. Then they take us back home after that. Instead of home, we went back to the detention home. That I couldn't figure.