Where do I begin? I will have to do these into two separate blogs, there is just too much subject matter. I guess I will start by memory man's youngest. I'll call her baby girl. We got her on a Friday, like most weekends. We missed the last one because where were snowed in. We got her this one though. We did her birthday this weekend. We took some ice-cream cake to his moms so she could enjoy as well. Was a great weekend. She asked me about living here. I thought great, I would love this. A girl in the house.
Throughout the weekend she would make a remark here and there about how unhappy it is for her there. I let her know she has a voice in the matter of where she wanted to be. She has been miserable for a long time. She had been without a shower for almost two weeks. She smelled of dog ass and filth. I had her immediately take a shower and wash her clothes. I felt so bad for her and the fact that I had to tell her to take a shower. She had enough oil in her hair you could use some in a car. Pimples on her forehead. She was just a mess.
When we got her, she was alone since she got home from school. Says her mom makes her stay alone a lot. This is a place where it’s been broken into while they were there. She told her dad that she was mentally not ok to be home alone. So, like I said throughout the weekend she expressed how bad it was and that she would like to come with us and live. We told her cause she was 15 she had rights and if she wanted to, she could decide where she wanted to go. Granted we would have to go through the court, but in the end, it was her decision. It does break my heart to see how afraid she is of her mother. Reminds me of me when I was young.
We went to take her home Sunday and (ill just put her out there) Sheba, her mom of course wasn’t there. She bout cried and said that she was alone, and her dad wasn’t going to just let her stay there alone with no running water. Let’s not forget that it’s been robbed. So, before we go, we tried to call Sheba at least 6 different times. She never returned the call. So, home we went. I may be mistaken but I don’t even think that she called or messaged back. I believe it was the next morning that she messaged me on messenger saying to bring her to the house and she would be there in twenty minutes. Kind of fumed me a bit seeing how that means she would have been by herself all night and expected to get herself up and to school, and mind you that she must walk up this steep hill and its, a good distance to even that hill. Then walk to the road to catch a bus, rain or shine, sleet, or snow. Just makes me so mad.
Kept her home Monday, we were trying to figure out what to do, her dad went to work at seven and I had an appointment In Terre Haute. So, I had left her with my friend and sitter. Her dad made sure that he had called her in for the day. When I was done at the dr. it was nice to spend time with her. She is such a articulate soul with so much talent. Spent a good deal of time on her homework. It was over all a good day. Sheba ended up messaging her dad and had nothing nice to say. Started off the bat, listen bitch blah, blah, blah. It’s like cunt, I hate that word, that is a going to get your ass kicked kind of word. You should never call a man a bitch. It really did make him mad. She was throwing a fit like no other.
Took her to school the next day and her mom told her she was to ride the bus home. I am still in shock that she never came to our house when she didn’t go to school that day if it been me…. I would of went off and showed up at the door. But we never heard another word, she blocked her dad and I on messenger. Sheba is so catty. Anyway, the next day I did take her to school and assured her that I would be there to get her after. I went with her sister and parked, then went to the end of the sidewalk. She came running to us and away we went. She was smiling and was happy that we were there.
Her mom did call her finally, now mind you that Sheba hadn’t tried to call her not one time. She did finally when she didn’t get off the bus. She told her that she was to come home now. Did I mention that on the 15th we went to the courthouse to file for emergency guardianship till she was able to get water on. I guess when we did this the people at the courthouse must have called DCS. That next day I went with their daughter with said filed paper that was for the guardianship to the office with a note attached to it saying that she wasn’t to go home with their daughter. That woman took her out of school and class early just so we couldn’t get her.
When we found out that the school released her to Sheba memory man got quiet and unsure as to what to do. We were on the way out there. I promised her that if something happened and her mom did get her, she had the right to say no and that she could come back with us. Now that girl never packed up a single thing. Hell, she didn’t even take her the coat. You can’t tell me that she didn’t have the intention on going back to her mom’s. She didn’t even take her coat with her. I can’t even get it to her.
I am so upset that she is gone. When we get there, she called a neighbor, and they came with a gun on his side. Then she did eventually call the police. The officer came to us first and questioned us about what the problem was, so we explained everything. Then we showed him the paper we filed, but since it wasn’t an order there wasn’t anything that could be done. He went to talk to them and asked to speak with baby girl and she is obviously upset. She just threw her hands up and said she didn’t understand why it had to be all this.
That officer got to see inside a bit at her house and came back to us and let us know that she is ok and that next or what we could do next was call DCS. Then preceded to let us know not to come back and that it would look bad on us if we did so. So, that is exactly what I did. I was probably on the phone with him (DCS) for almost a half hour or better. I told it all but some things. I really don’t want her to get her in trouble, but at the same time I want her to be let go. I promised her that I would do all I could do to make it better for her. I feel so bad that she is there. You could hear them screaming at each other in the house. And she obviously wanted us to see her because she popped the head out like she was relieved we was there. Then her mom pushed her back in the door and said to leave.
Memory man was just broken with the feeling of letting he down. I believe that we went to bed with him in tears. He woke up that way to saying that he failed her. I try and reassure him that he didn’t and that we won't stop coming out her with all we can. She will mess up real good sooner or later.
Well, this is about all I can say about this other than I’m pissed off and feel hopeless for both. I wish I could just fix it all. I love them very much, his daughters every one of them are great. Well, I am out. Going to start the next rant. Well maybe later anyway. Until then…
God bless you all. Have a great evening!
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