Mrs. Osborne Home-Personal Narrative
Mother called me downstairs. I was afraid of what she was going to do to me this time. Once I finally reached the bottom, two of my sisters raced past me in such delight towards the backyard, in the nice crisp air of St. Johnsbury, Vermont. It was May, just the right time of year to play outside without getting too hot or cold. I walked forward, expecting the worst. Mother strolled toward me, her brown curly hair bouncing on her plump shoulders, with arrogance in each stride. She spoke softly, although I knew she didn’t love me.
“I saw you playing with other kids yesterday.” Her voice was getting louder, and she was getting closer to my face. “You seemed to be having fun.”
Now she was yelling in my ear. I could see each and every speck of makeup and concealer on her face to hide the bags under her eyes and the cold, hard stare.
“YOU KNOW THAT HAVING FUN IS AGAINST THE RULES!”
I started to make a run for it, but mother had the advantage of being very tall, and she put her foot in front of mine and I tripped. She grabbed my leg, twisted it, and …show more content…
A police officer stood with five other men behind him. “Is Ms. Osborne home?” I nodded my head and called for Mother. She came down the hall with an annoyed expression, but immediately after she saw the police, her faced turned pale. “Hello officers...may I help you?” “Yes, are you Ms. Avery Osborne?” She nodded reluctantly. The officer held up his badge and said, “ We received a call earlier today about you abusing this young boy,” nodding at me. “Is this report true?” Of course, Mother denied all accusations, but right as she was going to say something rude to the police, our neighbor walked beside the officer in front. “I can describe what I saw…” Suddenly I spoke up, not expecting it myself. “This woman is telling the truth. I get abused all the time by her,” pointing at Mother. “Please, help me escape this misery.” Mother looked at me in
“I saw you playing with other kids yesterday.” Her voice was getting louder, and she was getting closer to my face. “You seemed to be having fun.”
Now she was yelling in my ear. I could see each and every speck of makeup and concealer on her face to hide the bags under her eyes and the cold, hard stare.
“YOU KNOW THAT HAVING FUN IS AGAINST THE RULES!”
I started to make a run for it, but mother had the advantage of being very tall, and she put her foot in front of mine and I tripped. She grabbed my leg, twisted it, and …show more content…
A police officer stood with five other men behind him. “Is Ms. Osborne home?” I nodded my head and called for Mother. She came down the hall with an annoyed expression, but immediately after she saw the police, her faced turned pale. “Hello officers...may I help you?” “Yes, are you Ms. Avery Osborne?” She nodded reluctantly. The officer held up his badge and said, “ We received a call earlier today about you abusing this young boy,” nodding at me. “Is this report true?” Of course, Mother denied all accusations, but right as she was going to say something rude to the police, our neighbor walked beside the officer in front. “I can describe what I saw…” Suddenly I spoke up, not expecting it myself. “This woman is telling the truth. I get abused all the time by her,” pointing at Mother. “Please, help me escape this misery.” Mother looked at me in