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my brother and i just got in a fight with my mother. she was drunk like always and was mad because her "boyfriend" couldnt come over because he didnt want to get in a confruntaion with us kids. we dislike him because he is a 35 year old pot head alchoholic. then she started yelling at my brother and i. of course my brother gets angry and starts yelling back. this causes her to get into a drunken rage. she hits my brother in the face and this sets him off completly. as all this was happening my brother was on the phone with my dad. then my mom started to kick and hit my brother with a lot of force. he is now yelling into the phone "moms hitting me dad! shes kicking and hitting me!". so he tells us to go to our grandmothers home, which is right in tamarack. so my brother tells me that were leaving and i am fine with that because i do not want to stay in the house with her. as we are leaving my brother and mom get into another "fist fight" which includes her smashing a picture over his head and throwing another one at him. he is yelling crazily and then throws another picture at her and WERE OFF! we head out of the door into the yard and shes fallowing us yelling "I HATE YOU! I HATE BOTH OF YOU, GO ROT IN HELL". so we leave the front yard and are heading down adams. half way down adams my brothers friend jake spots us and asks me what is happening. my brother is histarically crying so he cant talk. i tell jake that "my mom was drunk and started hitting frank so we left to go to my grandmas house". he gives us a lift. right before i get in the car i try to hug my brother but he shoves me away and says "i hate you! i hate both of you!". this really hurt me. but i got over it. we go to my grandmas house and ring the door bell. no answer. we knock. no answer. shes not home. we try every window, look for a spare key and try all the doors. nothing. my brother fianlly breaks open a screen and pushes open the window. he jumps in and opens the door for me. and then i come here to tell my sad story to all of you.