I'm writing this post-panic attack so dont expect wonderful writing.
The police just left my house. They took my mum's boyfriend.
Lets rewind to about half an hour ago. I went to bed just after my mum and her boyfriend's indian takeaway came. Straight away I could hear him shouting at her, really having a go, and then she was shouting back. Then lots of banging about occurred I can only assume (from my own imagination and the mess in the living room floor) that she threw his curry sort of at him and the floor. He then rubbed curry in her and more scrambling about happened. He's still shouting at her, saying he's going to get her sectioned. Then he calls the police, My mum is sobbing.
I go get her, bring her upstairs, bathe her eyes in cold water and try find her clean pyjamas. She is a mess.
The police arrive, ask me and my questions upstairs. A police person is talking to him downstairs. They take him away for the night.
I can't breathe.
Also, last week, my brother strangled me again. he strangled me, headbutted and spat in my face.
I cannot breathe.
Why is this happening to me?
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